All Night - Joey Fatts

Young nigga and I’m self made

Blowing smoke while I switch lanes, yeah

I’m knowing that these niggas hate

Riding around with the top down so I’m feeling shade

It was back in my days

Now I got steak and lobster on my dinner plate

For six months I was in the cage

But I didn’t fault a nigga, couldn’t lose faith

Cause he come up from nothing, got my niggas stunting

If I had to I’d do it again

Still flexing that now we in the Benz

Shawty flexing on me, and her friends

You run up your family won’t see you again

Caught me a strike, almost went to the pen

Call up a lawyer, got money to spend, yeah

Put this bullshit behind me

Then tried to hit me with a nine piece

Now I’m riding around with a dime piece, yeah

Still keep that Glock right beside me, yeah

She not my main thing, just a nice fling, yeah

But I give her dick til she me, yeah

And I ain’t hiding me, if you looking for me

On the east side is where you find me, yeah

Ride around stunting baby all night

Arm out the window, Rolly all ice

I’m really getting money and it’s all mine

I keep that pistol on me, know we alright

Ride around stunting baby all night

Arm out the window, Rolly all ice

I’m really getting money and it’s all mine

I keep that pistol on me, know we alright

Know we alright, know we alright yeah

From all them times we stayed up grinding them long nights yeah

Feel like with the Pyrex, been trapping that off white yeah

As a kid used to dream of a Cutlass dual exhaust pipes, uh

Can you believe I went got it?

Ask about Cutthroat, we poppin' yeah

Discussions know we be the topic

Remember shopping at Hot Topic yeah

Now it’s Louis, Gucci

Used to front on me now she wanna do me

Back in grade school I thought I had the cooties

Now the same bitches throwing me the coochie

I went back and got it cause I worked for it

Too many times that I heard about ole boy

He was riding clean, got addicted lean

Now he a fiend, he ain’t got shit to show for it

This type of shit seem folklore

I lost it all then got it all back right

I had to go and get my act right

Now a nigga sliding car smelling like black ice

Ride around stunting baby all night

Arm out the window, Rolly all ice

I’m really getting money and it’s all mine

I keep that pistol on me, know we alright

Ride around stunting baby all night

Arm out the window, Rolly all ice

I’m really getting money and it’s all mine

I keep that pistol on me, know we alright