[Intro : Deante' Hitchcock]
N***a legs tired, bones ain't what it used to be you dig
Let’s do it

[Hook : Deante' Hitchcock]
Oooooh
All them nights in the south, south
All them nights in the
All them nights in the south
Nights in the south, nights in the south

[Verse 1 : Deante' Hitchcock]
I had a conversation with a dancer once
She had the fattest ass and the sweetest voice
Lived downtown and went to Georgia State
And told me Crown Royal was her drink of choice
A music lover, so we ducked off into a quiet spot
And we talked a while
Just vibin' shit, straight out the 6
She insisted Gucci was the best around
Shе said "You look like you like the angеl type
You know the type of guy to have a girl at home"
Then the Rappa Ternt Sanga track 3 came on
And she killed me softly with the sweetest song
Said "Why you at the strip club all alone?"
Said "Same reason you be out at work so late
Sometimes all we need is a piece of mind
Even if you can't find it in the perfect place"
And that’s real
[Hook : Deante' Hitchcock]
Oooooh
Nights in the south
All them nights in the south
Oooooh
Nights in the south
All them nights in the south
Oooooh
Nights in the south
All them nights in the south
All them nights in the south

[Bridge : Deante' Hitchcock]
Live from my grandaddy Caddy DeVille
When he passed away, put both hands on the wheel
He taught me more than you ever could know
So before I die you know I gotta live
You know I gotta
You know I gotta

[Verse 2 : Deante' Hitchcock]
They always told me life is just what you make it, n***a
Can't walk around with your hands out
Can't walk around with the guilt forever
Can't blame it all on your past now
Can't wait 'til everything come together
Quit crying momma, we can laugh now
Now it's finally, finally starting to make sense why I dropped outta that class now
It's no looking back, no looking back
I’m talking never never never never never
I been working hard or I been feeling better
I just can’t explain it, you will never get it
I been awfully quiet let them n***as tell it
I can't see or hear ’em, baby, Hellen Keller
GOOD is finally perfect, I can drop whenever
We can die today and prolly live forever
I cannot complain
Long as n***as still breathing, shawty, I cannot complain
If there's a plan B to your plan A, then we are not the same
You plan to fail
I'ma drop GOOD, just dropped BETTER
Then BEST, n***a, then drop again
'Til you know the name, ’til you know the name
'Til you know the name, 'til you know the name
[Hook : Deante' Hitchcock]
Oooooh
Nights in the south
All them nights in the south
Oooooh
Nights in the south
All them nights in the south
Oooooh
Nights in the south
All them nights in the south
All them nights in the south