All Night Special (feat. Dyllo)

You know, I be harder than these other busters
Heard he talking shit, don't make me clique might have to send em under
Syrup in my shit look like some piss oh yea it's hella yella
Virgins on my dick I never hit wan be my baby mama
Ima prolly spend a couple dollars on a private plane
Shawty bad but she got the bodies she can't be my main
On they ass knew that I would blow cat daddy with the cane
Do the dash put this bitch in sport we leaving everything
You know that my shits be fast, came with extra pedals
I be going crazy in them things, rock out like heavy metal
They said that shit get easy in the game
But I can't fuck with needles
Features steady blowing up my phone
might have to get a beeper
NBA money selling musty, deodurant
Ima point my niggas to the money, but
Can't hold they hands
This the shit you really wanna jam
Each and every day
Pass the bitch to mello, gone head boy
You can take the cake
This that all night special
This that you up til the break of dawn
This that get yo fit from cheap outlets, ain't reppin' Saint Laurent
This that overtime that you ain't gettin overpaid for
This is how you grind and get the life that you was made for
This is
When you're on the road to greatness
This is
The reason most of y'all be hatin'
This is
The reason that I know I'll make it
Imma keep on runnin' y'all just keep up with the pacing
I been on a journey and I feel like maybe this is it
Where I'm from you either stuck in jail or end up dead
Houston in my lungs, but LA bred
Moved on from the lake, went and made bread
I've been doing things that no one else my age is really doin
Poppin' in my city, but don't get it twisted I'm going through it
Moody Ex's and the rest of these hoes was making me lose it
Now I'm all about my business cause a spouse is a nuisance
Ayyehh
But I still want that booty
When she coming over she wear the perfume that smell fruity
Got a lot of fast cars in the fleet for the choosing
Push the button stand up in the motor under influence
Only smoke weed, rarely fuck wit codeine
That's the old me, I'm a winner gold trophy
23 Living in my dreams like the OG
Addicted to paper and I ain't ever gone OD
This that all night special
This that you up til the break of dawn
This that get yo fit from cheap outlets, ain't reppin' Saint Laurent
This that overtime that you ain't gettin overpaid for
This is how you grind and get the life that you was made for
This is
When you're on the road to greatness
This is
The reason most of y'all be hatin'
This is
The reason that I know I'll make it
Imma keep on runnin' y'all just keep up with the pacing
I remember when these girls would never wanna talk to me
Now they in my cellular just trynna suck the top off me
I'm with a bad lil hoe
Skin tone like Werthers hard toffee
We get straight to the point
We ain't do no talking
My new bitch said no habla inglès
All she speak is Espanol
Tinted all my windows fuck the haters know I like to troll
Been official knew i'm highly favored I be on a roll
Dropping hits i'm back up on my shit threw oops off pick and rolls
Gettin dough, gettin throwed
Neck froze, Eskimo
I got new clothes, I'm in that
I got new hoes, I hit that
I done bust my ass a few times up on this road to riches
Remember when my card would decline, re-rinsing paper dishes
Don't get to crying on some i been hurt by everybody
Know the tricks i know the plays can't ever let a hoe cop me
But I can treat you for the night just let me know shawty
Yeah I'm mr right but I ain't mr right for nobody
This that all night special
This that you up til the break of dawn
This that get yo fit from cheap outlets, ain't reppin' Saint Laurent
This that overtime that you ain't gettin overpaid for
This is how you grind and get the life that you was made for
This is
When you're on the road to greatness
This is
The reason most of y'all be hatin'
This is
The reason that I know I'll make it
Imma keep on runnin' y'all just keep up with the pacing