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Babyface Ray - Nights like This (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Babyface Ray
Babyface Ray
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcellus Register
Marcellus Register
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rich Treeze
Rich Treeze
Producer
Peter A. Barker
Peter A. Barker
Mastering Engineer
Jacob Stewart
Jacob Stewart
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Cezar Barretto
Cezar Barretto
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sharif
Sharif
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, cursed from birth but I broke that
Family know that
I done been places I can't go back, way before rap
I walked a tight rope, did it all in white lows
Now I'm on the price low, followed steps that I was shown
They told me at the end of every storm you get a pot of gold
I'm so up that I just bought foreign, I ain't even home
I'm so up that I just bought foreign I ain't even drove
Tell her to weigh her options, fuck with lames or you can leave me alone
[Chorus]
Nights like this I wish that we was dreaming
Fought my battles, had to shake off demons
Closet the mall, it change up every season
You know when you balling, you gotta have offense and defense
[Verse 2]
Yeah, my god, it's a miracle
They thought that they ended me, I'm out in Italy
Look how that shit made me
The trauma I been through, look what it did to me
They drop with the top up
I know that they plotting, can't go out like Kennedy
Know I'm getting topped up
I got his little bitch, I'm showing 'em sympathy
[Verse 3]
You got me switching up the Travy's that I'm grabbing 'cause you **** got it
Let me see some action, fuck the talking if you really 'bout it
Love it, then you spin about it, not just him, get anybody
Love it when we face to face, I'm in her body and it's water
Yeah
[Verse 4]
Used to serve up whip, I put my wrist in it like Vincent Carter
Standing on all ten, no dick-riding, that shit get you farther
Now because this ice, think I'm a jeweler 'cause I've been a baller
I done upped my rank, my **** spinnin' bitches, sinnin' for me
[Chorus]
Nights like this I wish that we was dreaming
Fought my battles, had to shake off demons
Closet the mall, it change up every season
You know when you balling, you gotta have offense and defense
[Verse 5]
Fake watch, can't bust me, ****, trust me
It's work, ****, I ain't lucky
Chrome Heart for the buffies or 7Gs on the bucket
They gon' drain you until you ain't you, then treat your ass like nothing
Why the fuck would you be worried about me when you need to get you some—?
Trying get me a business, I got me some chicken, I'm thinking investments
Remember the time when I was just stressin'? Now I got necklaces on necklaces on necklaces, bitch
In a fire now for rocking a presi, I'm probably just texting a bitch
850,000 through the wires, send me a text when it hit
[Chorus]
Nights like this I wish that we was dreaming
Off the bench, I'm balling, Willie Beamen
Rick Ross, Drake, and French Montana scheming
Maybach Music
Told her catch me 'cause I'm geeked, I'm leanin'
[Outro]
MOB
Real
Written by: Marcellus Rayvon Register
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