Valley TBA - Long Nights

Long nights in the city
Pockets only had a 50
I was all on my own
Had to use the pay phone
Mom and dad couldn't reach me
They was just tryna teach me
Always thought I was grown
Now I'm lost all alone
They told me to wise up I told them I'm good
Niggas don't play when you stay in the hood
I bought the 8th and I'm packin' the woods
All out of money finesse and then jug
Got to get out and I know that I should
Got to work hard and I know that I could
Doing whatever to get out the mud
Niggas was young and they misunderstood

Look
Came a long way from that one day
Knocked out head down on the pavement
Long story so you know imma save it
Had to build my way back up
Like a kid in rehab
physically and mentally
I was down for the count they could finish me
When I try to get better get rid of me
Like damn
You sold me the good life
High life
The diamonds and the gold type
But in fact
I'm living in the low life
Drug life
I'm never having fun life
First day I came with many dreams
Damn near threw em all out
Cuz a niggas was full out doubt
Had to climb my way back out
Had to take my time I went step by step
Had to pray to god hella blessed hella blessed
Not too long ago inna messs inna mess
But now I keep on growin never stress never stress

Long nights in the city
Pockets only had a 50
I was all on my own
Had to use the pay phone
Mom and dad couldn't reach me
They was just tryna teach me
Always thought I was grown
Now I'm lost all alone
They told me to wise up I told them I'm good
Niggas don't play when you stay in the hood
I bought the 8th and I'm packin' the woods
All out of money finesse and then jug
Got to get out and I know that I should
Got to work hard and I know that I could
Doing whatever to get out the mud
Niggas was young and they mis understood

I'm steady working that's daily
That's Sunday to Sunday go crazy
They look at my grind and they hate me
When they try to match up they be fainting
I'm finna rub off the paint
The choppa we go on a date
Come with the blic never late
Fa Fa Fa
Puddle of red like a lake
Got a t shirt with his face
That is the story for most of our youth
Never keep quite in speaking the truth
Write my wrongs and I spit in the booth
Lesson plan it was ever so smooth
Late night and you know I was thinking
Why we chill if it's not about drinking
Why we chill if it's not about smoking
Good days when we really was focus
Now a days shit just always be bogus
Fake and fakin these niggas be hopeless
My shit it lit so they call me a poet
Y'all are so simple you won't even know it
I'll have degrees while these niggas totin
Never at ease but a niggas was hoping
Aim at my target my nigga I'm scoping
Half of these niggas just turn into dopeys

Long nights in the city
Pockets only had a 50
I was all on my own
Had to use the pay phone
Mom and dad couldn't reach me
They was just tryna teach me
Always thought I was grown
Now I'm lost all alone
They told me to wise up I told them I'm good
Niggas don't play when you stay in the hood
I bought the 8th and I'm packin' the woods
All out of money finesse and then jug
Got to get out and I know that I should
Got to work hard and I know that I could
Doing whatever to get out the mud
Niggas was young and they misunderstood

Written by:
Thaddeus Ampadu

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