real night

christopher, luke

turn that shit up just a little bit

that's cool right their

yea i'm feeling this

i was chillin

listenin to be by common

on the couch feet up bout to eat my ramen

that's when a knock up on the door came

yelling like yo

luke you in there we finna rock are you finnah roll?

so i threw my number 3's on with the two gold chains

with the uk jeans and the new round frames

hit the city like godzilla but iller

man its been a minute since i kicked it with my niggas go figure

i've been busy

the lights from the city hit the windshield

nigga waterfalled some hennesy but didn't spill. hand out the window trynah catch the scene

warm air cool breeze do you know what i mean?

shit

nights like this need a narrator

lady at the booze store told my i could pay her later

i ain't driving so i'm drinking like i'm insecure

yelling yall want 2k or fifaa yo the choice is yours

goo time good rhymes good drank

feeling like a mil

but we got less in the bank believe and good trees for my niggas in need

if you feel it throw your cups and and sing it with me it goes

real life

mobbing with my niggas on a real night

cups in the air trynah feel right

bitches comin over don't you kill our vibe

nah nah nah nah cuz we something like an anomaly

i'm listening to pac while reading up on socrates

my nigga stopped me like ay dog ain't that hypocrisy

how funny you are

my nigga that's the opposite

shimmy shimmy high shimmy low today

do you always stay home

when the skies is gray

when the kids don't play there's a world to take

fuck it yall should stay home

ima own the day

oo we gone make a killin

me and all my niggas bought a van

and put our master plan in it

parked it by the coul de saq

and had the windows tinted we gone drive it to the grammys when a nigga finally get it

real life

mobbing with my niggas on a real night

cups in the air trynah feel right

bitches comin over don't you kill our vibe

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