Still up All Night - Eli Sostre

I got the city on fire

I got the hitters for hire

You know the whips is Italian

You know Pirelli the tires

Baby girl holding drugs even on probate

Know they watchin' but we never make it clear

Where a nigga could be located

Parkside how I growed up

Now I’m drinkin' 'til I throwed up

No time for the stand still

Classy niggas, what’s the hold up?

Fuck all the dreams they be sellin'

Four-seater, we ballin' and sellin' dope

Pull up Mercedes and give 'em hope

I’m down to die 'til this shit is over

Hundreds on Villanova

Grew up my uncles is whippin' soda

Pray that I blow up, the wait is over

Like I shake the coca, I could make you over bitch

Purses and heels that you need

Start to see issues, you see, hey

Say I’m the one that you need

She tried to lock me down, throw away the key, nah, nah, yeah

Bitch act like you been around some money

Bitch act like you been around some baller

When you needed someone to call up

I’m in the meeting with bosses

I only meet with the bosses

When I see you, I see losses

300k up of nothin'

Tell Flex to press on the button

I’m probably better alone

You make it harder to love you

You probably good on your own

Baby I promise to judge you

Still up all night, no sleepin'

Still up all night, no sleepin'

I’m probably better alone

You make it harder to love you

You probably good on your own

Baby I promise to judge you

Still up all night, no sleepin'

Still up all night, no sleepin'

Pull a 10/10

Pull up on a 10/10

Want some girl on the ten, ten

Ten, ten

Seventeen on the ten, ten

On the ten, ten

Baby let’s not pretend, ‘tend

Baby let’s not pretend, 'tend

Baby let’s not pretend, 'tend

Pretend, 'tend

Baby let’s not pretend

Ready

I’ma switch flows