Wicked Night Lyrics

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