Cocaine Nights - Lil Keke

Bona fide hustler, certified G

I don’t do this shit for haters, I just do this shit for me

Comma, zero, zero, comma

We live for them cocaine nights and good summers

I’m a bona fide gangster, certified thug

I don’t do this shit for haters, I just do this shit for love

Comma, zero, zero, comma

We live for them cocaine nights and good summers

They said they hating on a don, of course they are

I’m supposed to shine all the time, I’m a rising star

Hood rich, upgraded my bitch, we getting bread

She fast to the money, and slow to the head

The fire still breath within, here to win

On point like your favorite pen, so come again

Bona fide gangster, certified thug

Homages being paid, fuck who these bitches love

I’m a hustler, fix it and get it in broad day

Don Ke' I suffered and did it the hard way

We eat real good so we doubled the profit

I’m talking zero’s, comma’s, safe, deposit

I’m hungry for greatness, appetite for doing better

I got an eye for this money, a feel for good weather

Jacker’s wear concrete shoes, so come test us

Go to bed starving, and get paid for breakfast

In the kitchen, turn off the stove and clean the dishes

Nigga you can stay out of mine, don’t sleep with fishes

Desperate for them cocaine numbers and good summers

Nigga’s say they want what we got, well take it from us

Bird game it’s all official, so make the purchase

Soon as them fool’s play games, just put the hearse’s

Bare skin covered in dirt with no shirt

And these by standards will get hurt for more work