Don’t Take Days Off Quincey White (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Yea all this stress on my brain right
Poker face, I’m in the game right
Need a week to think, maybe 8 nights. Some promethazine and a str8 flight
Let me cut off my phone, let me get in my zone
Let me center myself just leave a nigga alone
I be back in a few, got some rapping to do. Got some stacking still runnin', got some lapping to do
All, jokes to the side, nigga know that they ain’t fucking with the flow I provide
Y'all, notice how I started now the flow has evolved
And me Ralo Styles like Wade and Lebron
And it’s all money in and your bros is in charge
Hoes will ménage for those rose carte blanche
In them out of town suites cuz they know we the ones
Equity nigga, What I’ve chosen, of course
No 360’s, clothing and tour
When I do drop Ima blow past niggas
And I toe tag niggas like I told ‘em before
Got flow, got whores
Got dough, get more
Fuck mine, get yours
And the show just started, nigga hold your applause
Tryna get to my spot
Look, you gotta go up floors
I put the 6 on stock, I was runnin’ through tires like chicks on tour
And if I’m at the game, you can bet your bottom dollar that I sit on floor
And if I’m at the fight, you can bet your bottom dollar sweat hit my whore