Lyrics Great Night - Hotboy Burr

Rollin up some gas
So we can up
And take flight
Wine all in my gas
Oh yea I sense
A Great Night
Evening sipped away
And honestly
It's alright
Wont let these haters
Get to me
Nope
I won't let these haters get to me

Oh ok
Fumbled the rock again
80 bands
And I mfin
Dropped it man
Fucked around
Put a dent in my pockets and
Life done changed
Now it's on to a different plan
Murder these beat grind
Till a nigga deceased
At the same time
Addressing the beef
Word on the streets
Whole lotta heads think I'm sweet
Ought to know by now
Just isn't me

Yuh

Stick in my pocket
Looking back
Wished that I offed it
Bulls pushin fraudulent
Soft shit
Fuck me
I copped it
Gon chalk an L
In the column
Problem been
Already solved man
Same night
Got cuffed fam
No cap dawg it was frigid b
16 With the wind chill
Couple hours
I was shivering
Plead fifth ain't
Said shit
And got let off
Nigga luckily
K-9
Came round for the sequel
Sniffed up but
Ain't find nothing evil
Got fouled
Was trynna
Shoot some free throws
Can't stop until everything equals
Wasn't holding nun illegal
Big ups and s/o to my people
Both the stick n the whip
Had the license
S/o my white friend
On a biracial mission
Spun back around
We was cycling
Where this bull hidin
Trynna erase a nigga
Lethal round
Of some hide n seek since a broke bull trynna play with me
Can't wait
To see yo face
And put that jawn
On a cotton tee
Bare face
And still no case
If speak out that's
A Rest In Peace
Don't play
Said it's snow way
You gon lick some and be fine by me
And hey tell yo wifey
If she trynna link
Give my line a ring

Rollin up some gas
So we can up
And take flight
Wine all in my gas
Oh yea I sense
A Great Night
Evening sipped away
And honestly
It's alright
Wont let these haters
Get to me
Nope
I won't let these haters get to me

But on a lighter note
Took me a trip
Out to dogabah
Had to plug in
With master yoda

Hone in my ways of the force
All tied up as we crash to the floor
Ruptured of course
Nothing but blood being poured
Wasn't pressed
Always been a good sport
Tripping some sorts
Hallucinating a course
On this path
I've embarked
Like a horse
Yuh yuh
Galloping ahead
Real life red dead
Focused on the bread
No interruptions
All mines
Gon be fed
Thinking in advance
Cuz ain't no such thang
As trying
Sticking to the plan
I'll be
Blessings on the way
Timely
Lyin low but
Ain't been hiding
Restless cuz I been
Writing
Real nigga lullabies
If my beds where I lay it was all alright
Here till the sun has rise
Manifesting the dream
So it is no surprise
Stuck on the course
Doing what needs to be done
Been here before
Fortune and blessings
To come

Rollin up some gas
So we can up
And take flight
Wine all in my gas
Oh yea I sense
A Great Night
Evening sipped away
And honestly
It's alright
Wont let these haters
Get to me
Nope
I won't let these haters get to me