This is a song about "Up all night"

When i'm down and out, i get up and right

Lost of all words, forgetting its night,

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

The art of peer pressure manifests itself in me all night

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

All night we been fuckin to the beat

Lights coming up, night coming up,

What a mess! but we clean in the club

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Fight me you sitting up all night trynna out write me probably

For now everything just seem so right

We turnt up in the studio late night

So all you people out there can have a good night

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

She gon get this work all night

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight