Luke Christopher - Real Night lyrics

Turn that sh** up just a little bit Thats cool right their Yea I'm feeling this I was chillin Listenin to Be by Common On the couch feet up bout to eat my ramen Thats when a knock up on the door came Yelling like yo, Luke you in there we finna rock are you finnah roll? So I threw my number 3s on with the two gold chains, with the UK jeans and the new round frames Hit the city like Godzilla but iller, man its been a minute since I kicked it with my n***as go figure, I've been busy The lights from the city hit the windshield, n***a waterfalled some hennesy but didnt spill. Hand out the window trynah catch the scene Warm air cool breeze do you know what I mean? sh** , nights like this need a narrator, lady at the booze store told my I could pay her later I ain't driving so I'm drinking like I'm insecure, yelling yall want 2k or FIFaA yo the choice is yours Goo time good rhymes good drank, feeling like a mil but we got less in the bank believe and good trees for my n***as in need, if you feel it throw your cups and and sing it with me it goes Real life, mobbing with my n***as on a real night, cups in the air trynah feel right, b**hes comin over dont you k** our vibe [x2] Nah nah nah nah cuz we something like an anomaly, I'm listening to Pac while reading up on Socrates, my n***a stopped me like ay dog ain't that hypocrisy, how funny you are, my n***a thats the opposite Shimmy shimmy high shimmy low today, do you always stay home when the skies is gray, when the kids dont play there's a world to take, f** it yall should stay home, Ima own the day Oo we gone make a k**in, me and all my n***as bought a van and put our master plan in it, parked it by the coul de saq and had the windows tinted we gone drive it to the grammys when a n***a finally get it Real life, mobbing with my n***as on a real night, cups in the air trynah feel right, b**hes comin over dont you k** our vibe [x4]