[Chorus: Boldy James]
Late nights, early mornings burnin' up the strip
Pullin' all-nighters on the corner working double shifts
The base lining in that foreign servin' out the whip
Now we nation-wide world tourin' 'round the continent
In that continental T, doin' numbers
Remember me like Christopher Columbus
For discoverin' a million-dollar spot out in Romulus
Slap her on her ass with some money, that's a compliment
[Post-Chorus: Boldy James]
Late nights, early mornings burning up the strip (Burning up the strip)
Kitchen six-hundred degrees, turning up the temp'
Late nights, early mornings burning up the strip (Burning up the strip)
OT, with the fiends, getting thirty for a tenth
Late nights, early mornings burning up the strip (Burning up the strip)
Up twenty-eight by thirty-six (Uh-huh)
Late nights, early mornings burning up the strip (Where we at with it?)
Man, this shit is for the birds and I need a brick (Let's get it)
[Verse 1: Boldy James]
All this power and respect, it give me confidence
Now when I reflect and I look back on my accomplishments
It make me wanna go harder on the opposition
Fuck tryna barter, take it or leave it, ain't no proposition
Forgot to mention Ziploc to 50 Gwuap division
AR with lens to your dreads when that chopper kick
Roundhouse a nigga out his block, you know my position
Learn from my mistakes but never took the time to stop and listen
When I ain't have a pot to piss in, I was robbing, sticking
Everybody bricking in the field who was cotton-picking
Shot the bag out to Arlington, just so my watch'll glisten
The stash house in Farmington, another spot in Wixom
My mama wishing we was closer, I been kinda distant
Due to losing all my fallen soldiers, this shit got me timid
Withdrawing, never knew the symptoms
All this murder and these drugs, this shit causing federal attention
[Chorus: Boldy James]
Late nights, early mornings burnin' up the strip
Pullin' all-nighters on the corner working double shifts
The base lining in that foreign servin' out the whip
Now we nation-wide world tourin' 'round the continent
In that continental T, doin' numbers
Remember me like Christopher Columbus
For discoverin' a million-dollar spot out in Romulus
Slap her on her ass with some money, that's a compliment
[Verse 2: Team Eastside DNice]
Late nights, early mornings burning up the strip
Heard the jack boys out, I'm serving with the stick
Auntie'll sell her soul just to get a fix
Me and bro working double shifts tryna move this brick
Tryna move my whole bird out this hood shit
Bagging up zip after zip, ran out of good shits
Grew up with crack babies, ain't have good sense
But I love 'em and I know they come if you fuck up my shit
Late nights, early mornings hopping off that bus
Only fuck with niggas I can trust and you ain't one of us
Only fuck with bad bitches since I leveled up
If this was five years ago, she wouldn't let me fuck
Same bitch won't look my way, I won't even touch
Backstabbed a few times, hard to gain my trust
We some real snipers so don't aim at us
Nah, I ain't a swiper, I sell 'caine with chunks
[Chorus: Boldy James]
Late nights, early mornings burnin' up the strip
Pullin' all-nighters on the corner working double shifts
The base lining in that foreign servin' out the whip
Now we nation-wide world tourin' 'round the continent
In that continental T, doin' numbers
Remember me like Christopher Columbus
For discoverin' a million-dollar spot out in Romulus
Slap her on her ass with some money, that's a compliment
[Verse 3: Maxwelstreetz]
Remember standing on them corners, selling off the hip
Ounce for ounce, a nigga never left the house without the stick
Tell my brothers that our loyalty gon' get us rich
Telling all the fakes all that snake shit gon' get 'em killed
Grab the choppa, drop a hundred niggas, call me Wilt
Saw the lil' boy growing weed, now we bussing scrips
Used to open trap after trap, now we taking trips
Knew a couple snakes, couple rats, couldn't let 'em live
Late nights, early mornings when I couldn't sleep
Plastic on the windows in the winter to conceal the heat
Can't trust a soul, niggas fold, they'll spill the beans
So I talk less and listen more, always peep the scene
All this money and this muscle got me feeling different
We either make it or we take it, never make a difference
If I had it or I didn't never made me difference
Stay in my position, get the money, kill the competition
[Chorus: Boldy James]
Late nights, early mornings burnin' up the strip
Pullin' all-nighters on the corner working double shifts
The base lining in that foreign servin' out the whip
Now we nation-wide world tourin' 'round the continent
In that continental T, doin' numbers
Remember me like Christopher Columbus
For discoverin' a million-dollar spot out in Romulus
Slap her on her ass with some money, that's a compliment
[Post-Chorus: Boldy James]
Late nights, early mornings burning up the strip (Burning up the strip)
Kitchen six-hundred degrees, turning up the temp'
Late nights, early mornings burning up the strip (Burning up the strip)
OT, with the fiends, getting thirty for a tenth
Late nights, early mornings burning up the strip (Burning up the strip)
Up twenty-eight by thirty-six
Late nights, early mornings burning up the strip
Man, this shit is for the birds and I need a brick
