Wicked Night

I've been dropping hits
Niggas moving they numbs
I came for the Gold
You can call me a Pirate
Fly as kite
Been blowing in Private
Nigga in the Booth
Visualizing the mars pit
I've been dropping hits
Niggas moving they numbs
I came for the Gold
You can call me a Pirate
Fly as kite
Been blowing in Private
Nigga in the Booth
Visualizing in Private

Working like I'm on vacation
Don't even know
What today is
So much smoke
And Fornication got me
Feeling like I'm Radiating
Funny
How they always hated
But I could see the Demons
In the basement
I ain't about regulations
Cut all em niggas
And get some replaces
But it's always funny
How I never get a damn
Niggas gunning on me
Cause I got things tough
Niggas hush up
And smoke some bud
Just let the pass be
Or get hushed up
When you too real
All the fake recognize

Whole lotta fakes
Rolling in the Southside
But never mind
Wasn't here to make ties
At the end of the night
I iust want what's mine
Grinding for freedom
Like Mahatma Gandhi
I got my ninjas
like Master Miyagi
I'm steady grinding
There's no one above me
I'm blowing the clouds
They looking
Bring the fire no matter
The weather
You favourite rapper
Can't do it no better
Bringing the vision
Like i'm an antenna
This is like business
I'm loosing my temper

I've been dropping hits
Niggas moving they numbs
I came for the Gold
You can call me a Pirate
Fly as kite
Been blowing in Private
Nigga in the Booth
Visualizing the mars pit
I've been dropping hits
Niggas moving they numbs
I came for the Gold
You can call me a Pirate
Fly as kite
Been blowing in Private
Nigga in the Booth
Visualizing in Private

Rappers in the building
We'll be owing all the space
Making moves
Ladies on the chase
Moving fast
Me and my niggas
We on the race
Lots of fake niggas
We gonna erase
If you wanna have
A good time
come to my place
I say come to my place
Let's party all night
Tear down the sheets
She gives me kisses
On the face
Real masters
Come alive at nights
I'm such a hot head
Many niggas that I fought
My homies are robbing
The store
I pray they never get caught

Chilling at the crib
With the guns on the table
Better know yourself
Where you staying
In the hood
We be living our lives
Trying to do good
Working all night
Feeling fresh in a hood
Niggas wanna punch me
Wishing they could
Don't come around
In my place when crazy
Dawg
I'll hit your face with a brick
Boy, you aint got no skills
We'll be cooking up a meal
Boy you got to chill
I'll be riding
With the gamblers
I'll be making chips
Chilling at the crib
I'll be watching flicks
No practice
I do this shit for real

I've been dropping hits
Niggas moving they numbs
I came for the Gold
You can call me a Pirate
Fly as kite
Been blowing in Private
Nigga in the Booth
Visualizing the mars pit
I've been dropping hits
Niggas moving they numbs
I came for the Gold
You can call me a Pirate
Fly as kite
Been blowing in Private
Nigga in the Booth
Visualizing in Private