The Night Run
All Hail Y.T.
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Smoke something Look Fog lamps shining Sliding through fallen clouds Rap and make bags In large amounts Stashing bread In off shore accounts I'm the one niggas talking bout A fucking myth Say my name I appear in a cloud of piff I survey the landscape Evading fake nigga handshake Beefing wit who I'm plant based We ain't even in the same circuit On ya six I'm lane merging Wit no turn signal The game dirty Never let a nigga Know my next maneuver Just do It Collecting checks till I'm fluid Liquid financially Self funded anarchy Eight figures annually YT and The family Technically, its insanity How I flip Every album like a brick Times Sixty-Six See I'm in the mix Cuz I focused on my own pot And I won't quit Till them S.C.G'Z on top, nigga Smoke something Get high to this shit I ride alone In my two door coupe Workin the wheel Sliding on blades of Steel I heard you came up Nigga how do It feel It still ain't enough though It's more to reveal I ride alone In my two door coupe Workin the wheel Sliding on blades of Steel I heard you came up Nigga how do It feel It still ain't enough though It's more to reveal I got real songs wit Scarface So fix yo face Better hit yo brakes When you see me Mobbing vintage plate Down yo interstate Run the point game, penetrate YT been here for years Safe to say I'm here to stay We name our cars after women It's tradition Steering wheel made of hickory Wield It viciously Energy renewable, sustainable But the game is cruel No It ain't the money changing you That was in yo heart from the start Right or wrong You hate to see me back up on top Where I belong Left a firestorm In a trail of smoke I was gone Breeze by all you maricóns On the iron throne The perfect example of perserverance F*ck what you heard It's what you hearing New power steering Transmission effiecient Many miles driven On the road to riches Ridin' high In something vintage Fucker Smoke something nigga I ride alone In my two door coupe Workin the wheel Sliding on blades of steel I heard you came up Nigga how do It feel It still ain't enough tho It's more to reveal I ride alone In my two door coupe Workin the wheel Sliding on blades of steel I heard you came up Nigga how do It feel It still ain't enough though It's more to reveal
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Written by: DARRELL CONTEE
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