Plenty Nights ft. Mannyie Mandela Lyrics

I shoot this Glizzy till it over heat I'm on these unknown proscriptions

Just to go to sleep

007, Bloemoney This for k Kutta that's my brother baby

I shoot this Glizzy till it over heat

I'm on these unknown proscriptions just to go to sleep

See for me what's in my vision I can hardly see

Took yo heart away from me and you gave it to some other people

I know this life Shìt can get short so I clutch my lethal

In my cell writing these letters trying to get it to the reaper

Tell him what to do , that's if he ever need me

I won't get scared dawg I promise I know you dead but just come and see me

I'm head first about K Kutta just say the word

Learn to deal with all my problems or call my bitch first

Before I ever box one of these niggas clutch this stick first

Ain't taking no chances plus I Blick first

Trying to clean this blood off the money if we can't then fuck it

Me and my mama was on the bus we never had the buggie

And all my flaws you put out there that I tried to cover

Ducking the laws I had some nightmares that they killed my brother

Swear that ain't do shit but made me hold this Choppa tighter

I burn your face behind these blue strips and that's on the Bible

You see the way that I do shit and you get excited

Word out I got the blue print they couldn't get it right

It fuck with my head just to watch her leave

Leave the house when they all home I still can't find peace

Plenty nights I spent alone praying you call me

Plenty nights I ain't come home cause you wasn't sleeping with me

Plenty nights we clutching 50's fire arm business

Plenty nights we burnt the city trying to go and hit

Plenty kites that I was sending they ain't return any

Long nights in the go before they heard a nigga

I'm head first about Osama through karma, drama, and lonely nights

You took that pistol case but you made it felt it was only right

I had to grow up early Ms.Shirley house it was only I

Calling me to your house when the beef official to lone me pipes

My heart got took away she went MIA with no holler back

Shot in my back while juggin with Kutta shit how could I forget

Them cold winter nights clutching my Glizzy kneeling on the ground

Praying that they don't come outside tweaking before I blow em down

It's life of the reckless thru pistol banging and blood spilling

Growing up in hoods that breed killers, scammers, and drug dealers

Got me holding my son praying that this won't be the last time

Knowing I got beef with some niggas that want me flat lined

It fuck with my head just to watch her leave

Leave the house when they all home I still can't find peace

Plenty nights I spent alone praying you call me

Plenty nights I ain't come home cause you wasn't sleeping with me

Plenty nights we clutching 50's fire arm business

Plenty nights we burnt the city trying to go & hit

Plenty kites that I was sending they ain't return any

Long nights in the go before they heard a nigga