This is a song about "Remeber nights"

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Dancing with models and nights still seem new

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Could not stress to me i wasn't grown, especially on nights

I think i need to say a prayer for the last few nights

And when the sun up i'm like shit you look better in tights

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

The rough life, i just be up nights, breathin with scuffed nike's

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Nights are still tough and long,

But if i'm wrong

Some nights i get really close to squeezing that gun.

Riding around without a fuck given

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Endless the days, forever the nights,