Bayley - NightRide Lyrics

Riddle me this with a pencil
I don't know what I'm meant to do
I got all this shit on my mental
Going round these corners yeah I bent a few
Added all the Adderall speeding through the night
Gathered all the garrisons I'm heading to the fight yeah
Alright yeah
I'm tight yeah
I'm fitted up, you gon' give it up
Ain't no foul play
We go our way
Free to style play
Sitting in the corner, talking through the order
Only L on the Uber X
Never shoot a text
Never boost a neck
Craning to the left
You know what's next
Keep my spirits lifted so f*ck a heaven
I been the shit since the age of eleven
Fresh to the RIP shout-out the reverend
I'm irreverent
Make a king to a peasant
Keep my jaw on crescent
This that night vibe, this that night ride
I know time flies gotta catch it when the time's right
Gotta catch it when the time's right, yeah
When the time's right yeah
Gotta catch it when the time's right
This that night vibe, yeah
This that night vibe
This that night ride
Gotta catch it when the time's right
Close the door opening my options
Know the floor knowing my stocks in
Glowing though clocks spin
We say hello and I know we locked in
Like business maneouvres
Ice cold like soothers
Finish the room off
Snakes and cartoons of
Everybody's everybody
Gathering every body
Social through every hobby
Politicking every lobby
Smooth in the section
In every direction
Everyone lurking tryna get their ascension
Get their own mention
Eyes fixed on me through the clamp of the hand
Propped up in booth yet I'm destined to stand
I'm destined to stand
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This that night vibe, this that night ride
I know time flies gotta catch it when the time's right
Gotta catch it when the time's right, yeah, yeah
When the time's right look
When the time's right yeah
Okay
Cards dealt and I'm the king and the joker
We see through your face this shit ain't poker
This shit is designed but it's not on a poster
Crisp with the trim like it came from your toaster
I keep it sweet like a note to, self
Given you the taste but ain't nothing else
Quick little wriggle though nothing else
Yeah nothing's felt
Through the fabrics but nothing melts
Built this no nothing's frail
Keep on pushing like this ain't no grail
Yeah cold touch but nothing's pale