Real Night lyrics
by Luke Christopher
Real Night
Turn that sh*t up just a little bit
That’s cool right their
Yea im feeling this
I was chillin
Listenin to Be by Common
On the couch feet up bout to eat my ramen
That’s when a knock up on the door came
Yelling like yo, Luke you in there we finna rock are you finnah roll?
So I threw my number 3’s on with the two gold chains, with the UK jeans and the new round frames
Hit the city like Godzilla but iller, man its been a minute since I kicked it with my n*ggas go figure, ive been busy
The lights from the city hit the windshield, n*gga waterfalled some hennesy but didn’t spill. Hand out the window trynah catch the scene
Warm air cool breeze do you know what I mean?
sh*t , nights like this need a narrator, lady at the booze store told my I could pay her later
I ain't driving so im drinking like im insecure, yelling yall want 2k or FIFaA yo the choice is yours
Goo time good rhymes good drank, feeling like a mil but we got less in the bank believe and good trees for my n*ggas in need, if you feel it throw your cups and and sing it with me it goes
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Real life, mobbing with my n*ggas on a real night, cups in the air trynah feel right, b*tches comin over don’t you kill our vibe X2
Nah nah nah nah cuz we something like an anomaly, im listening to Pac while reading up on Socrates, my n*gga stopped me like ay dog ain't that hypocrisy, how funny you are, my n*gga that’s the opposite
Shimmy shimmy high shimmy low today, do you always stay home when the skies is gray, when the kids don’t play theres a world to take, f*ck it yall should stay home, ima own the day
Oo we gone make a killin , me and all my n*ggas bought a van and put our master plan in it, parked it by the coul de saq and had the windows tinted we gone drive it to the grammys when a n*gga finally get it
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