Plenty Nights

Plenty Nights, trying to chase me a bag, I'll be chasing that shit to the morning

Im hearing voices inside of my head, they tell me keep going and going

Way too much money inside of these pants, it's just gone keep growing and growing

She turnt me down, now she see that I'm up, she call to see what I be doing

Ain't been on shit, lately been off these pain relievers and my styrofoam

You wasn't there for me then, get the dial tone

All this hatred, I had to leave you alone

Envious cause you don't wanna see me on

Whatever I start Imma finish, they know Imma menace

Who standing on nothing but business

I'm making my way to these riches, I'm straight from kitchen

I ball never think about slipping