Songtexte Long Nights - 8OND

Long nights (Long nights)
Long weeks (Long weeks)
Tryna maintain work off the streets
(Yeah, yeah)
Duffle bag right out the Louis store
(Louis store)
She says she has it all
But she keep asking me for more
(Yeah, yeah)
Throw your hands on the floor
For a real one shawty she say she numb
But imma make sure that she feel sum
Lowkey making moves but
They ain't gonna see none
Love my dawgs but its been a minute
Since I've seen them

Take your mask off
This not Halloween
(Halloween)
Money on mind
Its been routine
(Been routine)
Big Investments
(Big investments)
Tours later
(Tours later)
If she drowning
(If she drowning)
I ain't gonna save her
Told mama we was gonna feast
Now we feasting
Told all my bros I'm a beast
Now I'm beasting
Told my bitch I wasn't gonna leave
But I'm Leaving
More ice more life more everything
Iced out chains
Over diamond wedding rings
They said they seen it all
But they ain't see a thing
She love it when I rap
She love it when I sing
She wanna be my wife
You can be my ting

Long nights (Long nights)
Long weeks (Long weeks)
Tryna maintain work off the streets
(Yeah, yeah)
Duffle bag right out the Louis store
(Louis store)
She says she has it all
But she keep asking me for more
(Yeah, yeah)
Throw your hands on the floor
For a real one shawty she say she numb
But imma make sure that she feel sum
Lowkey making moves but
They ain't gonna see none
Love my dawgs but its been a minute
Since I've seen them

Love me now for who I am
Before I'm really rich (Rich)
Richard Mille on my wrist
For days I wasn't shit
I remember when I couldn't afford
To buy some lunch
Now I'm sipping on
Mimosas during brunch
Red sports car
With the red leather
Shit I'm on
You don't got no hits dawg
Your career is done
Take me back to the days
When I wrote music for fun
Now I write songs
Till my hands go numb

Long nights (Long nights)
Long weeks (Long weeks)
Tryna maintain work off the streets
(Yeah, yeah)
Duffle bag right out the Louis store
(Louis store)
She says she has it all
But she keep asking me for more
(Yeah, yeah)
Throw your hands on the floor
For a real one shawty she say she numb
But imma make sure that she feel sum
Lowkey making moves but
They ain't gonna see none
Love my dawgs but its been a minute
Since I've seen them

2 AM and I just got to the function
Clique to fresh
It ain't no discussion
She beating my dick
And she call it percussion
My kids in her hand
But she don't really care
Feel like LaMelo
The way that I'm balling
Get to the bag
I got no time for stalling
They want me to flop
But I promise I won't
I Bet on my self
Cause I know I won't choke
Smoking on dope
Life is a bitch
Gotta work hard
If you wanna be rich
I put the work in
Cause I wanna be lit
No time for insta or snap
As soon as I get it
I give it right back
They only fuck with me
Cause I got racks
You claim that you nice
But you really be wack
Your mom and your sister
Be all on my sac