Strobe and Ess** - Longer Nights lyrics

[Verse 1 : Aural Ess**] Sterling shine from the continuous grind My state of mind is anxiety high. Sniff a poverty line Spit out a rich n***as blood. spit on a broke n***as dubs They clean as hell but his kids need hugs On top of clean clothes and the need to feel loved I feel bugged when I write about it Ain't gonna pout about it. I'd rather bring it to your chapel, in the latest street apparel I put a play together like Pete Carroll. My n***as flow lovely The NFL won't have us. The NBA shun me But I ball hard. Like contracts upcoming Just Meet me at the luncheon inside of the dungeon Tony Dungy style an*lyzing all you bumpkins America runs on Dunkin where I come from You love the game, don't get your heart broke dum dum You love the game, don't get your heart broke dum dum [Verse 2: Strobe] That bullsh** is undone whenever the truth is spoken. Keep it fresher than air when the sunroof is open. Im'a come through the smoke and deliver the dopest lines. Keep a focused mind cause this is nothing but my true devotion. So I splash the track like I jumped into the ocean, step inside the booth to deliver something new that potent, then confront your crew for posing. Bet I can make your market crash, just like a computer frozen, or can make you dance until the bottom of your shoes eroding. Taking out competition and it don't matter who's opposing. I confuse opponents, they going through convulsions, I could drop the bomb or diffuse explosions. On some hurt locker see I put in work properly that's why I do the dope sh** while all y'all dudes is loafing [Verse 3: Pete Flux] Flow is super scolding, careful if you stir the pot further wack how were turning clocks counter clockwise. with the fully furnished stock of vocab to go grab and leave your stomach turning knots. Get the Dramamine the standard mean. Nice cause I could never really stand the mean. The insanity, the race to the middle is the reason my words are laced with the riddles. To make it last, alternative to the cra**. Daily routine the team is turning to ash. With all flow and banger's there all clothes and hangers. Man come out the closet my bars suited for profit. That three price was tailored, shield a n***a from failure. Boy what I tell ya we fresh smell the azalea's. Contorted rhymes catapulted through the Georgia Pine landing up in Boston for my people that supported mine yup [Chorus Letia Larok] Long day's longer nights, trying to get this right, trying to make these dreams come to life. Oooooooooooo,, And I won't stop no way until I see that day X2 And I won't stop until I see that day come. Everyday in every way I'ma push until I see that day come Oooooooooo So many night I sacrificed giving my own. So I won't no I won't stop I'ma keep giving my all