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Night Video (MV)




Performed By: Prince-D
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Darry Volny




Prince-D - Night Lyrics




Been up all night, tryna figure how to do this right
Brain dead, red eyes, swear to God I'm in a fight
Thoughts twisted up, mind lost and all corrupt
Feel like I'm sinking, but I still gotta go up

Been up all night, tryna figure how to do this right
Brain dead, red eyes, swear to God I'm in a fight
Thoughts twisted up, mind lost and all corrupt
Feel like I'm sinking, but I still gotta go up

I done told you before yea it's over
Quit blowin my line, you're closer
Some of yall switch like bipolar
Next time you hear from me its closure

This beat is heat, gotta set up, just got new seats
New pr check onna feats
Got a demon, I swear they speak
Lets cut to the chase, it's really a race
Done blacked out, call it (panther)

No time to complain
Go to the streets, call up my phone and I (answer)
You can't tell, you can't tell
You can't tell, you can't tell

Need a fast track with a trap slap
With a backpack no cap, no, we don't do that here
Sucka don't know, gotta grow, grow
With a blown phone, no folk, please don't bring that here

Let me know, if you really gon' really show
I've been waiting for the last half hour, so let me know

Been up all night, tryna figure how to do this right
Brain dead, red eyes, swear to God I'm in a fight
Thoughts twisted up, mind lost and all corrupt
Feel like I'm sinking, but I still gotta go up

Been up all night, tryna figure how to do this right
(how to do this riiight)
Brain dead, red eyes, swear to God I'm in a fight
(im inna fiiight)
Thoughts twisted up, mind lost and all corrupt
(all corruuupt)
Feel like I'm sinking, but I still gotta go up

Gotta go up, gotta blow up
Tryna get everybody to show up
Get your bag, get your money, get your dough up
After that, work hard, get your glow up
Everybody worry about that
Everybody stressed about that

Got talent since I've been six
Blow up, then spend right back

(Been up all night, tryna figure how to do this right)
(Brain dead, red eyes, swear to God I'm in a fight)
(Thoughts twisted up, mind lost and all corrupt)
(Feel like I'm sinking, but I still gotta go up)
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Been up all night, tryna figure how to do this right
Brain dead, red eyes, swear to God I'm in a fight
Thoughts twisted up, mind lost and all corrupt
Feel like I'm sinking, but I still gotta go up

Been up all night, tryna figure how to do this right
Brain dead, red eyes, swear to God I'm in a fight
Thoughts twisted up, mind lost and all corrupt
Feel like I'm sinking, but I still gotta go up

I done told you before yea it's over
Quit blowin my line, you're closer
Some of yall switch like bipolar
Next time you hear from me its closure

This beat is heat, gotta set up, just got new seats
New pr check onna feats
Got a demon, I swear they speak
Lets cut to the chase, it's really a race
Done blacked out, call it (panther)

No time to complain
Go to the streets, call up my phone and I (answer)
You can't tell, you can't tell
You can't tell, you can't tell

Need a fast track with a trap slap
With a backpack no cap, no, we don't do that here
Sucka don't know, gotta grow, grow
With a blown phone, no folk, please don't bring that here

Let me know, if you really gon' really show
I've been waiting for the last half hour, so let me know

Been up all night, tryna figure how to do this right
Brain dead, red eyes, swear to God I'm in a fight
Thoughts twisted up, mind lost and all corrupt
Feel like I'm sinking, but I still gotta go up

Been up all night, tryna figure how to do this right
(how to do this riiight)
Brain dead, red eyes, swear to God I'm in a fight
(im inna fiiight)
Thoughts twisted up, mind lost and all corrupt
(all corruuupt)
Feel like I'm sinking, but I still gotta go up

Gotta go up, gotta blow up
Tryna get everybody to show up
Get your bag, get your money, get your dough up
After that, work hard, get your glow up
Everybody worry about that
Everybody stressed about that

Got talent since I've been six
Blow up, then spend right back

(Been up all night, tryna figure how to do this right)
(Brain dead, red eyes, swear to God I'm in a fight)
(Thoughts twisted up, mind lost and all corrupt)
(Feel like I'm sinking, but I still gotta go up)
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Writer: Darry Volny
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