Текст песни Nightime (feat. Loteyo) - Overflow

HYPERGANG, made the wave
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Made it out for the
Yeah, I live for the

Hypergang
Yeah, my watch worth bout a quarter milli

No, this ain't Drake, baby, don't get in your feelings
My money stack high, gonna need another ceiling
I was wounded, but the money started healin', now I'm feelin
There's no need to go back on the timeline

We got Moet, no more drinkin' High Life
Got a brand new whip, no more waitin' on the sidelines
Yeah, I'm livin' for the nighttime
Back in the day, niggas used to see me in the middle

Them same niggas in my stand sayin' that I stand out
All them niggas with their hands out
Wanted me to pull the cash out, don't move too fast now
See, I'm steppin' up this rap game

Workin' my limits, livin' in the fast lane
Nigga tired of bein' broke, so I got up off my ass
Now my money comin', I swear to God, I need the cash, yeah
Nigga done, stepped up, he dripped up, then dripped out

Then dipped out, found the money came from a crack house
That ain't what I'm fuckin' with
Stay in Calabasas, I be with the stuntin' whips
We too rich for them games, I ain't fuckin' with no lames

Nigga, fuck out my lane
I got my dogs and we barkin', always barkin
Hypergang, touch hella bands, now nothin' was the same
Yeah, my watch worth boutta quarter milli

Know this ain't Drake, baby, don't get in your feelings
My money stacked high, gonna need another ceiling
I was wounded, but the money started healin', now I'm feelin
There's no need to go back on the timeline

We got Moet, no more drinkin' High Life
Got a brand new whip, no more waitin' on the sidelines
Yeah, I'm livin' for the nighttime
Livin' for the nighttime

Take a couple hits to get my mind right
Sippin' on tequila, got me feelin' like it's primetime
Got a couple bitches and they rollin' up my swisha
Got me lookin' like I'm runnin' up a business, but I'm chillin

Got me feelin' like a different person every time I get up on a wave
When I say overflowin', Teo comin' for the game
Penn insane got a Nina on me for the enemies
And I'm ballin' like I'm Kobe straight up out the NBA

Just vibe with a motherfucker, take a hit
Puff, puff, pass to a motherfucker
Gear shift to the dash, fast
And a motherfucker keep it real, never lies

Switch a vibe for your mind, psychedelic melodies
You feelin' me
From Cali to the Chi, I'ma hustle till I die
Gotta stack a couple milli' for the famine, all of mine

L-O-T-E-Y-O, flow, tell them bout your watch found
Yee my watch worth boutta quarter milli
Know this ain't Drake, baby, don't get in your feelings
My money stack high, gonna need another ceiling

I was wounded, but the money started healin', now I'm feelin
There's no need to go back on the timeline
We got Moet, no more drinkin' High Life
Got a brand new whip, no more waitin' on the sidelines

Yeah, I'm livin' for the nighttime