| Dickie shorts, Bally belt, boxer briefs
|
| Bitch, of course this marathon is where you ought to be
|
| Shopping sprees spending thousands on designer jeans
|
| Exotic women, Mercedes Benzes with bucket seats
|
| Pretty feet, pretty hair that blow in the breeze
|
| It’s pretty rare that she meet a nigga as real as me
|
| Especially when she fishin' in this music industry
|
| But luckily she fucked around and fucked with me
|
| Surround myself with the finer things
|
| I guess I’m Hollywood 'cause I’m enjoyin' what my grindin' bring
|
| I’m All Money In, dot I-N-C
|
| Minus the major record label, time to rise the fee
|
| On every stage I’m givin' everything inside of me
|
| But she gon' give it back after the show in the Le Montrose suite
|
| My-My-My nigga Rimpee’s got a thick freak (What's up?)
|
| Down the hall gettin' crackin' over this beat
|
| We smokin' good, y’all smell the weed
|
| We finally made it to the plane then we fell asleep
|
| The mornin' came, the night leaves
|
| A little of a workaholic, shit, I might be
|
| Up at 6 in the morning like I’m Ice T
|
| Spent the grip on the Malcolm X, Spike Lee
|
| Hope them other rappers never think they like me
|
| On any given day 60 thousand on my white tee
|
| Ain’t nothin' much but what them dollars bring
|
| Addicted to the rush of money, wires and depositing
|
| So no I can’t fall asleep at the driver’s seat
|
| That’s why y’all wake up to a kush blunt and a Ralo beat
|
| Hard top, push the button, you don’t turn the key
|
| Bulletproof 'cause I know niggas wanna murder me
|
| I never heard of you, I know you heard of me
|
| And that’s the part that make your head hurt
|
| It’s 5 in the mornin'
|
| And I’m talkin' this thug shit to you (Talk to me and I talk back)
|
| Got it and I want it
|
| Let me run this marathon with you (I got you)
|
| Look
|
| 'Cause I got it on deck, baby
|
| I put that on the set, baby
|
| I’m kissin' on yo neck
|
| Yo pussy get wet
|
| And then we have sex, baby
|
| 'Cause I got it on deck, baby
|
| I put that on the set, baby
|
| I get to kissing yo neck
|
| Yo pussy get wet
|
| And then we have sex, baby
|
| Ayy
|
| You know the hotel get turnt up if we in it
|
| Smell the kush soon as you exit the elevators
|
| You hear the music |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Late Nights and Early Mornings , by - Nipsey Hussle. Song from the album The Marathon, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп