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nyte mayer - 81 points freestyle lyrics

[intro: russell! & eric andré]
aye, aye, aye
yuh, yuh, yuh
(nightmare, nightmare, nightmare, okay)
nyte mayer, nyte mayer, nyte mayer

[verse 1: russell!]
heavy the chain, karat the fangs
talk at the gang, we don’t entertain
money hold pain, personal gain
they stay watching me, i stay in my lane
act like a boss, water and voss
a pound of my ninja weed, that’s what it cost
baby a grip, what do you got?
7:30 when i pull out the lot
is he depressed? is that boy right?
smokin’ ounces of that green every night
dead souls that they took from my life
wildin’ out, doing sh+t out of spite
better with age, you see the wave
tryna get paid on some maximum wage
if you dead ass, send yo ass in a grave
if you not by my side, baby, you in the way
like uzi i spray, spray down the block
ain’t with the drama, i stay in the loft
my b+tch she f+ck b+tches, they topping me off
i f+cked to some marvin, i smoked to some nas
called up wifey, she gon’ top it off
heard you talkin’, you can knock it off
nyte mayer got it poppin’ off
is you f+ckin’ with me? homie, not at all, not at all
[verse 2: dao kahn]
no, not at all, not at all
i shoot my shot, gotta follow up
can’t have zombies crawlin’ back up
can’t have none of y’all runner up
reserved for my brother comin’ on up
don’t get bummy when it gets rough
wasn’t chosen but we’ve come up
pourin’ the cup, we lightin’ it up
we livin’ for now, can not do enough, nah
the dope in the dungeon, the cash in concealment
aromas and fragrance of kush in the air
change for our prayers, since days of our failures
ain’t nothing safe if we there
nyte mayer, we finally wylin’
these broke boys can’t play with my daws, it’s highly unfair
f+ck with the gang, you done f+cked up your life
best stay watching your back, surprised i appear
i got the dollars in sight
ain’t got no problems with life
if you got your problems, don’t cause ’em with me and my gang up in here
i bet you don’t count it, got no time for your kind, i’m making it clear
gotta keep passing and tumpin’ the spliff, so much heads up in here

- nyte mayer lyrics

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