2Nite Lyrics

(Yeah) I been waitin' at the fire (Yeah) Yeah, I been waitin' on your call (I-I-I—) Yeah, I been waitin' on it all (I-I-I—, yeah) Yeah, yeah, they don't wanna see me ball I'm a ball hog, baby, know you know that (Oh) I'm a tryhard, baby, know you know that (Yeah) I'm a rich-ass guy, where your bands at? I'm a private flight guy, where your live at? Bitch, turnt Fear of God, yeah, why your wrists turnt Turn another page in the book, burn I'm the CEO, I'm the head of the firm Why the fuck I'm always on the edge of the curb? Uh, and we outside, in that big truck, uh, where your friends, huh? Uh, only big bank, uh, we got bad bitches, uh, Richard Mil' plain Uh, treat you like nightlife, huh, you like bright lights And my diamonds shine, hoo Rock this Saint Laurent, ooh (Ooh) Pick out anything you want, huh (Woah) This ain't nothin' to me We got different colored diamonds, different times to tweak I thought my top was hundred million, made that shit this week And we get you cut like some coke and watch you bleed (I-I-I—) Yeah, now we back on the same shit (Ooh) And I know that I'll get you home quick (Ooh) And I know they don't speak your language (Ooh) But tonight, it's fuck 'em all (Ooh) (Yeah) I been waitin' at the fire (Yeah) Yeah, I been waitin' on your call (Ooh) Yeah, I been waitin' on it all (Yeah) Yeah, yeah, they don't wanna see me ball I'm a ball hog, baby, know you know that (Oh) I'm a tryhard, baby, know you know that (Yeah) I'm a rich-ass guy, where your bands at? I'm a private flight guy, where your live at? Bitch, turnt Fear of God, yeah, why your wrists turnt Turn another page in the book, burn I'm the CEO, I'm the head of the firm Why the fuck I'm always on the edge of the curb? Uh, and we outside, in that big truck, uh, where your friends, huh? Uh, only big bank, uh, we got bad bitches, uh, Richard Mil' plain Yeah, now we back on the same shit (Ooh) And I know that I'll get you home quick (Ooh) And I know they don't speak your language (Ooh) But tonight, it's fuck 'em all (Ooh)