NIGHT TOO YOUNG Lyrics

That's the twilight

For the lame light living in a hindsight

I came for a paradise

But all I got is a pair of dice

Even death is in Fahrenheit

Either way it is never nice

Leave earth that's when you get the likes

I came for a paradise

But all I got is pair of dice

That's the twilight

For the lame light living in a hindsight

I came for a paradise

But all I got is a pair of dice

Even death is in Fahrenheit

I came for a paradise

But all I got is pair of dice

That's the twilight

Life so lonely on the streets

I'm not a star so no retweet

Had to put enemies behind me

Life is fucked up like a beast

Life is fucked up like a beast

It's broad day

I step out clean with the intentions

Of raising efforts

To push myself to championships to make mills

The Lebrun way

On this path all the bodies I then butchered

I'm from the west side where niggas carry machines

Big as buffaloes and let the shit ring the Conway

Corn talk in broad day will leave you fried

or roasted

Like your aunty putting maize in saucepans

Suspense that suspends your importance

Cos you stuck in a maze

And no one can hear your utterance

Now you request that your exultance

Will creep up to the pearly gates to the awesome

But you keep getting thrown out

Like an abortion

The portion on your plate is small

But gets blown out of proportion

You godson and always think this your season

But as soon you step feet in

They like hell Naa sir

You ain't hero if you still carry hills

They knock you down

Like you nomination ain't top tier

I stay grinding never mind I ain't groaning

I stay grinding never mind I ain't groaning

Tables turn bridges burn

Leave and learn shots calling

Tables turn bridges burn

Leave and learn shots calling

The night is too young to be messing about

Nights too young

The night is too young to be messing about

Nights too young

Life so lonely on the streets

I'm not a star so no retweet

Had to put enemies behind me

Life is fucked up like a beast

Life is fucked up like a beast

You ain't give a fuck bout kings huh

But you say you a king so what does that make you

Just a fluke or perpetrator of a king huh

Trying to ascend the throne

You ain't even in the bloodline

You will be turned into archives

Hatchback if you carry this crown and ring huh

Potential demolition in-cognition

Reposition of leased assets

Your existence is based on fiction

Friction is what you tryna cause

Your flaws ain't marble

But you still scream out fuck the God

Chaley men ain't out here to be politically correct

All your envy is just for power

At long last he will figure and burn you nerds out

Asap when it gets rocky on the road

Cos the tom can't take you to the land of kanan

And potentially can't head to truce

Is not a play ground

We rick out every benefit

Kill my own bloodline thats just another rigarmotis

And that's the truth it won't be kept in a coffin

Or put in drawers in the office

I stay grinding never mind I ain't groaning

I stay grinding never mind I ain't groaning

Tables turn bridges burn

Leave and learn shots calling

Tables turn bridges burn

Leave and learn shots calling

The night is too young to be messing about

Nights too young

The night is too young to be messing about

Nights too young

Life so lonely on the streets

I'm not a star so no retweet

Had to put enemies behind me

Life is fucked up like a beast

Life is fucked up like a beast

Come with your two million watch

Whilst I still have my Casio on

You still gone fill my aura

Sometimes you have to remind these fools

That you're a Piece of shit too

Its not always about you getting bloomed out like

You was a flower

Always had my feet on a stone

I was blind never made empty treats

They took my kindness out of line

Hanged their arrogance and proudness on it

Never let the ignorant shit out of bounce

That's why bitch be screaming she want a gangster

Go to jail and she rolling in a rover with wangsta

Thelebs they all jokers

They all act like pranksters

Fidgeting in the streets

State of mind of the retreats

Never down for the solid ones

Its an awkward smile to create an impression

For you to belief they a solid one

This ain't O13 when … had niggas

Feeling they were gs

Cos they were puffing on greens

This time around I'm setting trends

And this is what I call Gangster