Deacon the Villain - Late Night Cruise lyrics

[Verse 1: Natti] I don't need a strap in my lap at all times Automatic five for felons that tote nines Riding city filthy trying to contemplate Smoking that orange for a minute made me concentrate Just add water Because it's a dirty game when players ain't really playing Pulpit pushers are slanging salvation and heavy praying Young ones juggling d** because the circus is entertaining They role model say on the surface it's entertainment Up until the arraignment the sh** gets real Did you hustle for big wheels grills and record deals Grown destined to pay a b**h's bills bills bills I ain't judging, I love them when they got sk**s in heels But what about your lights, what about your rent What about them loud pipes spewing gas you spent Hip hop honey burn through money earned off corners you bent Feast turn to famine fam' and now that b**h is useless [Hook] Hey You don't have to worry ‘bout today (sh** ain't perfect) It's OK (sh** ain't perfect) Hey You don't have to worry ‘bout today (It ain't worth it) It's OK (It ain't worth it) [Verse 2: Young Chu] Rich n***as making poor decisions Million dollar cribs but don't support their children Poor n***as making rich decisions Got to pay the rent or pay the speeding tickets Lord, the unemployed felon been unemployed size 9/11 But his kids still want them nines and elevens Last year foot grew to a size seven, now it's full price Nicotine fiend smokes two packs a night Or two packs of white, it's just true facts of life First was Chris Paulin', now he eight ballin' House full of fiends, babies in the corner crawlin' Moral of the story is darling Water too high then don't try to be a marlin ‘Cause the hare with the speed of Clinton Portis Couldn't even compare to the flare of the tortoise [Hook]