One of those nights Lyrics

You ever have one of those nights

Where you start looking back and then wonder

Hey what if I'm wasting my life

Shouldn't be gracing the mic

Shouldn't be chasing the hype

Maybe I'm over fixated on spraying the rhymes

Need to convey all these things in my mind

You ever just sit contemplating in fright

Hundred eighty degrees to just get some insight

I'm pulling up and I'm live with the sauce

Like it or not they say I got the props

Stacking the deli now I got a sandwich

Original style and they think it's outlandish

I'm going up, got it on lock with a zip

I keep it fresh and I handle my biz

Dang, with no calculator

Come for the money then I'll see you later

I get good sleep when I smoke til I'm comatose

I'm a real stoner I overdose

Rolling that tree how I cope with lows

I got the green like I'm Bulbasaur

She rocking with me that's for for sure for sure

I can not listen to most the folks

Headed downstream when I row the boat

I run up the bars like it's protocol

Stick to the action on maximum overload

Events that I went through in life

That could just make your heart explode

They say it's required for art to blow

But why was I young and so heavy depressed

Fight for survival replenishing checks

If you are my rival don't try to impress

You're doing your thing and I'm really up next

Smoking the cheeb it's enlightening

I think that you know what time it is

I'm trying to get up and shine on em

I'm trying to show em what styling is

I'm having one of those nights

I put it up to a light

I'm having one of those nights

I put it up to a light

You've never risen above

All the ranks just to get it

And say you're the one

You ever have one

Of those nights of regretting

A move and you start feeling dumb

Dopamine rush when I get something done

Water my plants sit em out in the sun

Everyone thinks that their music gonna pop

To be honest this life isn't for everyone

If you wasn't built for it

You just weren't built for it

I see the weak going mentally ill for it

Some just might kill for it but I don't get it

I'm up in the studio getting my skills soaring

Ever since day one I wanted to go independent

Why do they hate man I really don't get it

If you don't like how I'm spitting

Thousands of other songs drop every minute

K blast is the name and hip-hop is the game

Not gonna stop til they call me the king

Even if it's taking all of the strength in my mind just to not go insane

On my job for the bank til I'm chopping the steak

Shout out to y'all for the love and the plays

I got no love for the fake

Cut the head off a snake

Scheming at night when I'm often awake

Smoking the chiba it's enlightening

I think that you know what time it is

I'm trying to get up and shine on em

I'm trying to show em what styling is

I'm having one of those nights

I put it up to a light

I'm having one of those nights

I put it up to a light