Nightime (feat. Loteyo)

HYPERGANG, made the wave Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Made it out for the Yeah, I live for the Hypergang Yeah, my watch worth bout a quarter milli No, this ain't Drake, baby, don't get in your feelings My money stack high, gonna need another ceiling I was wounded, but the money started healin', now I'm feelin There's no need to go back on the timeline We got Moet, no more drinkin' High Life Got a brand new whip, no more waitin' on the sidelines Yeah, I'm livin' for the nighttime Back in the day, niggas used to see me in the middle Them same niggas in my stand sayin' that I stand out All them niggas with their hands out Wanted me to pull the cash out, don't move too fast now See, I'm steppin' up this rap game Workin' my limits, livin' in the fast lane Nigga tired of bein' broke, so I got up off my ass Now my money comin', I swear to God, I need the cash, yeah Nigga done, stepped up, he dripped up, then dripped out Then dipped out, found the money came from a crack house That ain't what I'm fuckin' with Stay in Calabasas, I be with the stuntin' whips We too rich for them games, I ain't fuckin' with no lames Nigga, fuck out my lane I got my dogs and we barkin', always barkin Hypergang, touch hella bands, now nothin' was the same Yeah, my watch worth boutta quarter milli Know this ain't Drake, baby, don't get in your feelings My money stacked high, gonna need another ceiling I was wounded, but the money started healin', now I'm feelin There's no need to go back on the timeline We got Moet, no more drinkin' High Life Got a brand new whip, no more waitin' on the sidelines Yeah, I'm livin' for the nighttime Livin' for the nighttime Take a couple hits to get my mind right Sippin' on tequila, got me feelin' like it's primetime Got a couple bitches and they rollin' up my swisha Got me lookin' like I'm runnin' up a business, but I'm chillin Got me feelin' like a different person every time I get up on a wave When I say overflowin', Teo comin' for the game Penn insane got a Nina on me for the enemies And I'm ballin' like I'm Kobe straight up out the NBA Just vibe with a motherfucker, take a hit Puff, puff, pass to a motherfucker Gear shift to the dash, fast And a motherfucker keep it real, never lies Switch a vibe for your mind, psychedelic melodies You feelin' me From Cali to the Chi, I'ma hustle till I die Gotta stack a couple milli' for the famine, all of mine L-O-T-E-Y-O, flow, tell them bout your watch found Yee my watch worth boutta quarter milli Know this ain't Drake, baby, don't get in your feelings My money stack high, gonna need another ceiling I was wounded, but the money started healin', now I'm feelin There's no need to go back on the timeline We got Moet, no more drinkin' High Life Got a brand new whip, no more waitin' on the sidelines Yeah, I'm livin' for the nighttime