Only for the Night

Lyrics for Only for the Night

Show me, show me Who you are, who you are Show me, show me Who you are, who you are Show me, show me Who you are, who you are Show me, show me Who you are, who you are Look my son up in the eyes, every time he see me he be smilin' Nigga got grown, look back like we used to be wildin' Niggas pocket watchin', I swear that shit be really childish House on the snow, I might just go buy me a plow, bitch Pool on my body, I think I'm gon' need me a towel, bitch Bae pulled up, I got the cat to send me out, bitch C on my body, got in the coupe and now it's south, bitch Give her that wood, I lay shit down like a pilot Who you are I'm that nigga There'll never be another you Be imitated, all that copy Who you are But it all go Goddamn it, trace back to me Who you are I don't even know how to let my feelings out Don't mention blood, bitch, that's you get killed about Put Chiraq on, nigga, how you still in doubt? Tell the judge to let all of my killers out Pulled up in a Tonka, you in a Honda Might go plain Jane until my time's up Why I don't fuck with you? You ain't my kind of Porsche or a Ferrari, can't make my mind up Broke-ass nigga gon' say go get both of 'em I'm in a Rolls Royce, ain't got no chauffeur Used to post in Chiraq like a damn poster Moved down to LA 'cause Chiraq colder Younger me probably glad my dreams came true Ask my ten-year niggas if I ain't came through Bitch, I'ma smoke dope until I'm seventy-two If I was broke, you was rich, nigga, I'd hang too Man, that lean done put me to sleep and that shit keep me awake That Lamborghini'll shave some time up off your ETA Look my son up in the eyes, every time he see me he smile Almost smacked my bitch 'cause she just cut my TV down Used to be TV Johnny but now a nigga Elliot down Tell 'em pull a Rolls up, they better be bringin' it now Long way from the CTA, my front yard GTA I dropped out of school, I don't know nothin' 'bout no GPA She said I don't wanna lose him Go around them hustlers and I hung around them losers Slid with them shooters, lose or win, what you choosin'? I got marching bands, make the band go acoustic Said she ain't a fan but tryna suck me to my music Had to put a chip in it just in case I lose it I'm cooler than a fan, gave her a chance, dumb bitch blew it You fat fucker, you fuckin' mullet I'ma do my thing, nigga, pull it How I didn't high hold my chinny chin How my life I didn't lost many friends Call me what you want, I won't get offended I love money 'cause she just wanna see me win You ain't got no pink slip, nigga, you use the CPN You babbin' out that same mouth your teeth be in Wasn't never nothin' else, I always been BD'in I told her she can come over but I-I-I-I got court in the morning I gotta go watch the sink I told her she can spend the night Bitch gotta go back home real early in the morning She hate when I'm off that drank, I don't ever wanna talk her name Water drippin' out the faucet sink, workin' so I can go buy the bank Fuck nigga, when you talk, it stink, I don't even wanna walk your way Got a bag, I bought a steak, made a nigga wanna move away Throwin' shells, don't catch on late, CPD DOA Garage like a video game, chipped up, nigga, Frito-Lay Used to tell my granny, "Baby, don't worry 'bout me, okay?" Young soldier, I'll be okay Hustle nigga, what she gon' say? Hustle nigga, what she gon' say? Hustle nigga, what she gon' say? Hustle nigga, what she gon' say? Hustle nigga, what she gon' say? Hustle nigga, what she gon' say? Hustle nigga, what she gon' say? Used to tell my granny, "Baby, young soldier, I'll be okay"