[Verse 1: Nikko Lafre]
Look, Flashbacks of this troubled youth
They tried to hide behind them lines but he know the truth
They put them guns all in the hood and tell us not to shoot
They sell that dope and lose his crib so what he's 'posed to do?
The world tell him get that cream and that's by any mean
That's why these n***as selling crack and crack will sell him dreams
He used to hit a couple licks and he was serving fiends
Had good attentions even though this not what it may seem
But with a daughter and a son that's on the way
Ain't no choice but move that weight, he's trying to make a way
And that 9-5 don't pay, will it do but not enough
On that corner everyday with a semi out of tough
And the rocks all in the socks, pullin' up, AK them cops
So he ran across the block, All them pagers(?) yellin' stop
(?)
[Hook: Drew Love] x2
Is this gonna be just one of them nights?
Gonna be just one of them nights
And that beat rides n***a let that beat ride
Beat rides n***a let that beat ride
[Verse 2: Nikko Lafre (Drew Love)]
Callin' on my felon uncle Hez he's innocent
Obama nation's in this grace (?)
They hate us all cause we refuse to be their mannequins
They abuse us (?) polluted by the fantasies
They don't wanna hear it but the street is always callin'
Everywhere it seems it's selling dreams to for a dollar
(?)
(Aye, Busta, end up on my corner cause I really don't trust ya
Brother said don't ever let another man test ya
Always got to worry that a man a gonna arrest ya
AK wrong move then this 45 Bust ya)
And that's curtains n***a kid amuse it
Cause the face up in this side and we don't get to choosin'
If you never met the win then is you really losin'?
Nah, man f** it, turn up
[Hook: Drew Love] x2
Is this gonna be just one of them nights?
Gonna be just one of them nights
And that beat rides n***a let that beat ride
Beat rides n***a let that beat ride