[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