Lyrics Last Night - Sandman

Too high off the drugs I need god to come save me he do then I swear this my last night
Clientele calling they need some more gas they want that same shit they had last night
She sent me a text wit a water and pickle emoji she geeked from our last night
Remember I lost it all thought I would never bounce back
Hope them days was my last night
Tomorrow 10 pounds of gelato coming In I just got the tracking sent last night
He charged me 1200 a p got it for really cheap so I lowered the gas price
My nigga got shot tryna trap for his kids my nigga shed tears
When the judge read his sentence
I hustle hard for the ones who can′t get it Last night I kept passing out while I'm counting Up digits

Gs on the floor and the sofa og my weed I′m a smoker
Gs on my feet Gucci loafers good gas get you high as a poster
Shawty like to ride the dick like a coaster
She fiend for my sex like she got an addiction
Make a p disappear trap house magician
I hustle hard yes I hustle relentless
I don't waste time on my enemies I'm to busy putting pounds on the scale
I don′t wanna be broke no more last night I promised myself Imma get me some mills
I got money bags all in my radar
I can′t ride in a bucket Incase the police get behind me I need me a race car
She on xannys I give her space bar tell them haters to give me my space more
I can see how they looking
I know that they mad at me weed insured like your grand daddy
I lost a few pounds in the mail and the plug told me not to trip it was bad addy
As long as I'm spending then he gone keep sending
As long as I′m spending then he gone keep sending
He charged me 800 but I gotta trim it

Too high off the drugs I need god to come save me he do then I swear this my last night
Clientele calling they need some more gas they want that same shit they had last night
She sent me a text wit a water and pickle emoji she geeked from our last night
Remember I lost it all thought
I would never bounce back hope them days was my last night
Tomorrow 10 pounds of gelato coming In I just got the tracking sent last night
He charged me 1200 a p got it for really cheap so I lowered the gas price
My nigga got shot tryna trap for his kids
My nigga shed tears when the judge read his sentence
I hustle hard for the ones who can't get it Last night I kept passing out while I′m counting Up digits

Last night I ran a few bands up on the low niggas didn't know
Money really come from the trees so imma let it grow
This can be her last night if she ain′t sexual
I just want them zeros and commas I'ont do decimals
Big plates fuck eating steaks I want my vegetables
Clientele calling my phone they want da strong
Keep my eyes open for niggas that don't belong
Too many dead and gone this shit is wrong
Most the niggas doing the killing they prolly know′em
Hating that he getting more paper he back door′em
Damn I miss my nigga I wish that it wasn't for him
Damn I miss my nigga I wish that it wasn′t for him
Rest In Peace Rebo last Night shed a tear
Rest In Peace Bill last night I shed some tears
Count it up count it up then count again
My pain and success had to make its amends