[Chorus]

Every nights I’m writin’ shit on a paper

Every nights I’m tryin’ harder

Tryna make some money out of this rap shit

Listening to beats and messin’ with it

Every nights i’m writin’ shit on a paper

Every nights i’m tryin’ harder

Tryna make some money out of this rap shit

Listening to beats and messin’ with it

[Verse 1]

Tryin’ uh

Writin’ uh

Walk in the night

While thinkin’ uh

Hearing a gunshot in the block

Pullin out my Glock

Just leavin’ this flock

Alone in the night, bitch i’m popin’

Molly with me in my Benz (uh)

I don’t need fake friends

In my mind, i’m runin’ (runin')

Why your hoe is hatin’ ? (uh)

Big racks spend in Gucci (yeah)

Sure it’s an hoodie

Tryna make some fame (yuh)

They can’t take my aim (aim)

[Chorus]

Every nights I’m writin’ shit on a paper

Every nights I’m tryin’ harder

Tryna make some money out of this rap shit

Listening to beats and messin’ with it

Every nights i’m writin’ shit on a paper

Every nights i’m tryin’ harder

Tryna make some money out of this rap shit

Listening to beats and messin’ with it

[Verse 2]

In the kitchen cookin’ some verses uh

Bitch I got whole lotta arses uh

Bitch, I got the flew

Diamonds on my wrist, they’re navy blue (bling)

I need me a rari, a coupe

Margiela all over my shoe (yo)

Fuck yo hoe she gets bust down

Choppa leaves you on the ground

Pull up on your block at 5AM

My bank account is full of M’s

Drivin in drop-top by night

Look at my crown, shine bright (bling)

Sippin’ and forget like Alzheimer

Falling appart like a rock climber

Lost in my mind

I’m walkin’ like the terrain is mined

[Chorus]

Every nights I’m writin’ shit on a paper

Every nights I’m tryin’ harder

Tryna make some money out of this rap shit

Listening to beats and messin’ with it

Every nights i’m writin’ shit on a paper

Every nights i’m tryin’ harder

Tryna make some money out of this rap shit

Listening to beats and messin’ with it

[Verse 3]

Waiting for the fame to come up here

I’m standing here for my glory

On those spikes i’m like a fakeer

Pen in my hand, i’m writin’ a melody

I need a fast car, like a nascar

My diamonds, Shinin’ like a star

All nights and my money’s longer

Each songs and my verses are stronger

[Chorus]

Every nights I’m writin’ shit on a paper

Every nights I’m tryin’ harder

Tryna make some money out of this rap shit

Listening to beats and messin’ with it

Every nights i’m writin’ shit on a paper

Every nights i’m tryin’ harder

Tryna make some money out of this rap shit

Listening to beats and messin’ with it