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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chin
Chin
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Chinchar
John Chinchar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
C.H.N
C.H.N
Engineer

Lyrics

Going out tonight I hope it never end
She sent me a message that I opened never read
Looking back at all the ways it could've went
I be looking back at all this bread I went and spent
I be looking back I see the lights hope I don't crash
I'ma blow it, get it back and I'ma double up that bag
I'ma wonder how you doing but I ain't even gonna ask
With or without you I'm good like I'ma just adapt
(Like, like)
Like any situation
I'm smoking on that green I use it like it's medication
Clutching on this Glock I got a whole lot of frustration
I'ma get us to the top like I'ma reach that destination
And if I hear a knock then I'ma dip out the back door
Don't forget the knock and get to running like a sport
I'm just coming from the bottom I ain't get me no support
I'ma blow it all tonight I guess I got to get me more
Going out tonight I hope it never end
She sent me a message that I opened never read
Looking back at all the ways it could've went
I be looking back at all this bread I went and spent
Yeah but I'm just doing me
I'ma skate off in a something with a G
With a shawty shaking ass in the front seat
I'm rolling tweed
I'm after cash and I'll do anything
Might catch a first degree
We talking knocks, well gang got plenty things
No messing with a 3
Shawty fucking up my mind yeah that really mess with me
Like I don't really got the time I got to reach my destiny
Yeah we came from selling dimes
Now I'm nickeling and dime these rhymes
Got to get what's mine
And got nothing to give just give it time
She want dick I give her mine
Cut that bitching whining out
In the Porsche and I'm riding out
I hit the block and they hiding out
New come up try it out
Who want what who dying now
Up all night, stake it out
Up all night trying to make it out
Going out tonight I hope it never end
She sent me a message that I opened never read
Looking back at all the ways it could've went
I be looking back at all this bread I went and spent
I be looking back I see the lights hope I don't crash
I'ma blow it, get it back and I'ma double up that bag
I'ma wonder how you doing but I ain't even gonna ask
With or without you I'm good like I'ma just adapt
Written by: John Chinchar
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