All Night Long

Don't think, just go

Aye, yo, this that shit you bob your head to

This that brand new instrumental

I heard he put his city on

That boy Kell so influential

Success got everybody hatin'

Success to me is inspiration

'Cause how we supposed to know that what we dream is possible

If don't nobody that looks like us makes it?

You only got one life, don't waste it

I mean, we only got one night, get wasted

I mean, I know you tryna think it out

But go with what you feel 'cause real problems can't be calculated

It's hard to find the answers when they have no explanation

It's hard to find where you're headed when there's no destination

It's hard to know when we goin' when there's no expirations

So until that day, just keep that Kells inside your playlist, and

Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long

Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long

Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long

Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long

Drinkin' whiskey like a desperado

My bitches drinkin' Reposado

Ashin' in an empty bottle

Listenin' to the songs that put our asses in this empty condo

Remember ridin' round in Ashley's car, though?

When the radio first played our song, though?

Or at her house when MTV first showed my face

That clip was crazy, I swear it felt like we won the Lotto

But a million bucks can't buy priceless moments

And a million people may not know us

But every one of 'em wants this gift we own

And that is how to keep it real

How to never judge somebody by their steerin' wheel

'Cause you know that motherfucker in that Ford Taurus

Could be the next motherfucker in that new Porsche

But like I said, it's hard to know where you headed when there's no destination

So until that day, just keep that Kells inside your playlist, and

Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long

Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long

Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long

Bring those speakers up on blast, play it all night long

This shit right here, man, this shit feels right

Aye, Dub, aye, Dre, aye, Irv, you know it's our year, right?

I'm sittin' here in the middle of New York City

The night before I gotta turn my second album in

Higher than a motherfucker

Drunk than a motherfucker

With my boys and I'm thinkin'

Damn, man, five years ago, we were dead broke

Chillin' in Cleveland every day

And the next thing you know, people are callin' us about record deals

And you know, the crazy part is

Ashley rented this white Nissan Altima for me and Slim

So we could drive out to New York

I think she had to work or shit or something like that so she couldn't go

So we were gonna go out there to see what these labels were talkin' 'bout

And I'm drivin' us there, but my license is suspended

So I tell Slim, I'm like, "Yo, I gotta pull over before we get to New York

And switch, so you could drive in case we get pulled over"

'Cause we got, we got pulled over last time we went there

But you know, he had a license, so it made sense for him, for him to drive

So cut to like seven and a half hours later, I pull over in this emergency lane

And right as I'm openin' the door to switch with Slim

Boom, this fuckin' car goin' full speed on the highway

Swerves off the road and smashed into us

Yo, I swear to God, I woke up, half my body's layin' outside the car

In a ditch, like fifteen, twenty feet away from where we just were

The car was totaled, the windows were smashed

It was cold as fuck, it was raining outside

But we were, we were actually okay

I mean, my boy had to go to the hospital, you know the ambulance came and shit

He ended up bein' alright

But our meetings with the record label started at two

And we didn't have no car and now we were stuck at a fuckin' hospital

In New Jersey, so this dude that I'm, I ended up partnering with later on

His name's James McMillan, he comes and he gets us to these meetings and shit somehow, some way

I don't know if it was just because we'd just got in a, uh

Crazy car crash and coulda died a couple hours ago

But I'm in there, and I'm like, you know what? I'm not feelin' this shit

Man, I'm not feelin' this record label shit

And, uh, we drove back to Cleveland

Now, I'm, I'm back at Ashley's mom's basement

I'm thinkin' about life, you know, I'm on a, I'm on a shitton of Vicodin

'Cause the doctors at the hospital, uh, you know, gave us some

'Cause we got in that car accident

And Ashley runs downstairs, she's like, "Yo, yo, Kells, Kells

You're not gonna believe who wants to talk to you right now"

I'm like, "Who?"

She's like, "He's gonna call you in thirty seconds"

Now, I guess, when, when I was in New York

I had made some kind of noise because this dude named Byron

Who ended up becomin' my manager later on

Took this video I had called Chip Off The Block

Over to Bad Boy and showed Harve Pierre

And Harve Pierre went and showed that video to a guy named Puff

So I answer my phone, depressed, down, fucked up on Vicodin

And I hear, "Please hold, I have Mr. Sean Combs for you"

I said, "Goddamn"

Life's about to change, man

I felt it

And sometimes, that's all it takes

It's just that feeling, you know what I mean?

I knew I was gonna be here

And now, I'm here

Feel that, uh

Lace up, Kells

Lace up, Kells

Farewell

This that shit you bob your head to

This that brand new instrumental

I heard he put his city on

That boy, Kells