56 Nights - Future, Southside

Waking up fresh, that’s Kodak

Killing these niggas, you know that

Real street nigga, you know that

Real street nigga, you know that

I think 56 nights crazy

I think 56 nights crazy

I think me and Esco crazy

I think me and Young Sco' crazy

I did 56 broads on the European tour and they was all crazy

I did 56 broads on the European tour and they was all crazy

I took 56 bars all in one month and I’m still dranking

I could still see the scar on a nigga hand man shit real crazy

I been taking these molly’s, still still nodding off cause a nigga too faded

I’ve been laying low key inside, my nigga, vault money is my motivation

Money keep a nigga motivated

Molly keep a nigga motivated

Percocet keep em motivated

Good drank keep a nigga motivated

Lortabs on my conversation

Talk a lot of bands then we conversatin'

I was on my way to the right street in the paddie wagon and it had me numb

The pain from the slum had me numb

Tryna sell some dope and need caviar

Got the passport inside the raviar

We’ve been flossing in medallions

We ain’t nothing but some Talibans

I pull up right now and embarrass ya

I’ve just been hanging with savages

Lately I’ve been hanging around with my savages

I grew up on the block, 1 hunnid

I go on the block it’s 1 hunnid

I done did enough in the jungle

I done put in some work and they love me

When I drink out the cup, it’s so dirty

Had to blow at the store when they was lurking

Poured a 4 in a cup it was breakfast, sprinkled sauce in my drink and I took it

Promethazine took my concentration

To another level then I elevated

Diamonds hanging on me I’m intoxicated

Diamonds hanging off me I’m intoxicated

Chop it up with a sack chaser

Told you I wasn’t going back, baby

Hanging out with some crack babies

Fell in love with this cash baby

Money touch a niggas hands, on a few zans might wanna count it

Spend it all in one night, if we could rewind it, we’ll still do it

I’m true to this game

I jump on a plane

And run to the stage

I’ve been working some years for this

Making music, I live for this

Hit a trap with my Louboutins

Count it up then I bag up a brick

Mount it up then I smash out in it

You know I’m gone do a whole dash in this motherfucker

I’m bout to pass out in this motherfucker

I’m bout to pass out in this motherfucker

These bitches louder than a motherfucker

These bitches still do anything for me