Wicked Night

I've been dropping hits Niggas moving they numbs I came for the Gold You can call me a Pirate Fly as kite Been blowing in Private Nigga in the Booth Visualizing the mars pit I've been dropping hits Niggas moving they numbs I came for the Gold You can call me a Pirate Fly as kite Been blowing in Private Nigga in the Booth Visualizing in Private Working like I'm on vacation Don't even know What today is So much smoke And Fornication got me Feeling like I'm Radiating Funny How they always hated But I could see the Demons In the basement I ain't about regulations Cut all em niggas And get some replaces But it's always funny How I never get a damn Niggas gunning on me Cause I got things tough Niggas hush up And smoke some bud Just let the pass be Or get hushed up When you too real All the fake recognize Whole lotta fakes Rolling in the Southside But never mind Wasn't here to make ties At the end of the night I iust want what's mine Grinding for freedom Like Mahatma Gandhi I got my ninjas like Master Miyagi I'm steady grinding There's no one above me I'm blowing the clouds They looking Bring the fire no matter The weather You favourite rapper Can't do it no better Bringing the vision Like i'm an antenna This is like business I'm loosing my temper I've been dropping hits Niggas moving they numbs I came for the Gold You can call me a Pirate Fly as kite Been blowing in Private Nigga in the Booth Visualizing the mars pit I've been dropping hits Niggas moving they numbs I came for the Gold You can call me a Pirate Fly as kite Been blowing in Private Nigga in the Booth Visualizing in Private Rappers in the building We'll be owing all the space Making moves Ladies on the chase Moving fast Me and my niggas We on the race Lots of fake niggas We gonna erase If you wanna have A good time come to my place I say come to my place Let's party all night Tear down the sheets She gives me kisses On the face Real masters Come alive at nights I'm such a hot head Many niggas that I fought My homies are robbing The store I pray they never get caught Chilling at the crib With the guns on the table Better know yourself Where you staying In the hood We be living our lives Trying to do good Working all night Feeling fresh in a hood Niggas wanna punch me Wishing they could Don't come around In my place when crazy Dawg I'll hit your face with a brick Boy, you aint got no skills We'll be cooking up a meal Boy you got to chill I'll be riding With the gamblers I'll be making chips Chilling at the crib I'll be watching flicks No practice I do this shit for real I've been dropping hits Niggas moving they numbs I came for the Gold You can call me a Pirate Fly as kite Been blowing in Private Nigga in the Booth Visualizing the mars pit I've been dropping hits Niggas moving they numbs I came for the Gold You can call me a Pirate Fly as kite Been blowing in Private Nigga in the Booth Visualizing in Private