Fortnights - Armani White

Meet in center city for the nightlife

But i was still 19, I was still 19

We smoke bowls in the backyard

And I would tell you my pipe dreams

Like how you scared of heights when

Grew up in the mountains

Daddy ain’t been 'round since

Lunch in the nose bleeds

One trip the groceries

Unzip the proceeds

Light the blunt on the stove when your mom gone

Tell me put my new songs on your iPhone

Now you 25 where the time gone

Fuck it I just wanna smoke…

Call me when you make it in I know you good nigga

I might just pull up in a crown I’m still a hood nigga

And you ain’t even gotta say I know what’s good witcha

My god

Call me when you make it in I know you good nigga

I might just pull up in a crown I’m still a hood nigga

And you ain’t even gotta say I know what’s good witcha

Call me when you make it in I know you good nigga

I might just pull up in a crown I’m still a hood nigga

And you ain’t even gotta say I know what’s good witcha