After Hours
Young Roddy Lyrics


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Trynna drink away my pain, that made me throw up (throw up)
They shot my nigga in the back, that made him slow up (slow up)
Might let my bitch drive while I roll up
My brother fighting a charge but we don't fold up (we don't fold up)
My girl say she scared for me, I just tell her pray for me (amen)
OG had to pay the lawyer fees with cocaine money
Forty years flat, two of my niggas got the same number
Heart turned cold, damn look at what the game done ya
Might cop the Wraith, the double Rs on the headrests
For mama because she worked too hard, the doc said she needs bedrest
Really from the hood, I take you spots where they be spraying at
Where I lost my mans at, sold my first grams at
Them goons get the drop on your spot and it get ransacked
Fresh up out the gutter where they shootin and throwing hands at
Crabs in a barrel, never let them fuck your plans up
Mother fuck the cops, them crackers shooting us with our hands up

Dope boy, might just pull up on you in a Lamb truck
Rule 1, if you get caught, don't give your mans up
We don't play no zones around this bitch, ya gotta man up
Ball like I'm Bradley Beal on a bitch, and one
Gun smoke, cocaine, that's the shit we came from
Learned from my pop mistakes, try not to make the same one
Never wife a bitch, them hoes will leave you when the rain come
When them chopper bullets rain, it'll stain something

Fuck around and I aim at your kingdom
Niggas ain't dumb
Look, they tried to pass it off to them other niggas, we ain't them
Real niggas rep around the globe where we came from
Route sent a kite, I'm like say when'
He knows his nigga DZA get it shaking like a paint can
Know some niggas hating on the net through on their fake grams
Really they be pussy and they really be confused cuz they fans
Pardon the fallen, pardon me darling
I ball, I belong in the Barclay, the Garden
The Harlem bred , they aren't us
This thing of ours belong to us, it's all in trust,
Chronic and foreign trucks
With all the feats, all our retreats
Jewelry, expensive feets
Women wearing the least
Pose another selfie for the freaks
Rollin up the hottest thing smoking in the streets

Dope boy, might just pull up on you in a Lamb truck
Rule 1, if you get caught, don't give your mans up
We don't play no zones around this bitch, ya gotta man up
Ball like I'm Bradley Beal on a bitch, and one
Gun smoke, cocaine, that's the shit we came from
Learned from my pop mistakes, try not to make the same one
Never wife a bitch, them hoes will leave you when the rain come
When them chopper bullets rain, it'll stain something

Tires wet like they black glass
Trunk in the front, motor in back, you know it's fast
I could teach a class, but that's too much game
For me to lands two semesters, you'll need so many life lessons
You'll need to sit down for so many sessions
Them losses that I took was really blessings
Above my shoulder is my sharpest weapon
Like a Smith and Wesson killing beats and bring them checks in
I done turned into a bill collector
I bought a office space, I'm waiting on the building inspector
Get these permits, these licenses, then it's back to balling out and buying shit
Always knew I'd be rich, ain't know which woman I would end up with
Player for life, bitch I'd never quit
And on my Tre first homeboys I would never switch up
That's that sucka stuff, that's not for us
I hit Rolls Royce dealer, got a coupe and a truck
Eat my dust

Dope boy, might just pull up on you in a Lamb truck
Rule 1, if you get caught, don't give your mans up
We don't play no zones around this bitch, ya gotta man up
Ball like I'm Bradley Beal on a bitch, and one
Gun smoke, cocaine, that's the shit we came from
Learned from my pop mistakes, try not to make the same one




Never wife a bitch, them hoes will leave you when the rain come
When them chopper bullets rain, it'll stain something

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Young Roddy's song "After Hours" depict the struggles and realities of life in the streets. The opening lines convey the coping mechanism of trying to drink away the pain, as the singer reflects on the loss of a friend who was shot in the back. Despite the hardships, the singer remains resilient, refusing to back down and fold under pressure. They find solace in their partner's support and encourage them to pray for them.


The lyrics also touch on the harsh realities of the criminal world, with references to paying lawyers with illicit money and friends facing lengthy prison sentences. The singer acknowledges the coldness that has developed within them due to their experiences, and contemplates buying a luxury car for their hardworking mother to provide her with some comfort and rest.


Throughout the song, there is a recurring theme of staying true to oneself and not succumbing to the negative influences of the environment. The singer warns against trusting others too easily, emphasizing the importance of loyalty among friends. They proclaim their allegiance to realness and repudiate those who pretend to be something they're not.


Overall, "After Hours" is a reflection on the struggles, losses, and resilience of life in the streets, with a message of staying true to oneself and overcoming adversity.


Line by Line Meaning

Trynna drink away my pain, that made me throw up (throw up)
I'm attempting to numb my emotional suffering by consuming alcohol, but it only causes me to vomit.


They shot my nigga in the back, that made him slow up (slow up)
Someone shot my friend from behind, which led to his decreased mobility and slowed him down.


Might let my bitch drive while I roll up
I might allow my girlfriend to take the wheel while I prepare and smoke marijuana.


My brother fighting a charge but we don't fold up (we don't fold up)
My brother is currently facing a legal accusation, but we remain resilient and refuse to give up.


My girl say she scared for me, I just tell her pray for me (amen)
My girlfriend expresses concern for my well-being, and in response, I encourage her to pray for me.


OG had to pay the lawyer fees with cocaine money
An experienced individual had to cover the expenses of a legal representative using funds obtained from the drug trade.


Forty years flat, two of my niggas got the same number
Both of my close friends received the same sentence of forty years in prison.


Heart turned cold, damn look at what the game done ya
My emotions have become hardened and cold due to the negative consequences of being involved in the street life.


Might cop the Wraith, the double Rs on the headrests
I am considering purchasing a Rolls-Royce Wraith with the emblem of the brand displayed on the headrests.


For mama because she worked too hard, the doc said she needs bedrest
I want to buy a luxury vehicle for my mother because she has exerted herself excessively, and the doctor recommends she rest.


Really from the hood, I take you spots where they be spraying at
I genuinely grew up in a dangerous neighborhood, and I can show you the locations where gunfire is frequent.


Where I lost my mans at, sold my first grams at
Those places are where I experienced the loss of my friends and also engaged in my initial drug dealing.


Them goons get the drop on your spot and it get ransacked
Those thugs successfully surprise and raid your place, leaving it in a state of chaos.


Fresh up out the gutter where they shootin and throwing hands at
Emerging from a disadvantaged and violent environment where both firearms and physical fights occur.


Crabs in a barrel, never let them fuck your plans up
In a community where people hold each other back, it is crucial not to allow their negativity to hinder your aspirations.


Mother fuck the cops, them crackers shooting us with our hands up
I strongly disdain the police, as they unjustly shoot and harm people of color, even when they have their hands raised in surrender.


Dope boy, might just pull up on you in a Lamb truck
As a drug dealer, I might unexpectedly arrive at your location in a Lamborghini truck.


Rule 1, if you get caught, don't give your mans up
The first rule is to never betray your friends if you end up getting caught by law enforcement.


We don't play no zones around this bitch, ya gotta man up
We do not tolerate any weaknesses or fear in our territory; you must display courage and strength.


Ball like I'm Bradley Beal on a bitch, and one
In the game of life, I excel and perform at a high level, similar to basketball player Bradley Beal, even earning extra points in difficult situations.


Gun smoke, cocaine, that's the shit we came from
Gun violence and drug trafficking are the harsh realities of the environment where we originated from.


Learned from my pop mistakes, try not to make the same one
I have gained wisdom from observing the errors of my father, and I strive to avoid repeating those same mistakes.


Never wife a bitch, them hoes will leave you when the rain come
I have learned not to commit to a promiscuous woman, as they are likely to abandon you during difficult times.


When them chopper bullets rain, it'll stain something
When rapid-fire gunshots are unleashed, the impact will lead to permanent damage or loss of life.


Tires wet like they black glass
The tires on my vehicle are so shiny that they resemble black glass, reflecting light.


Trunk in the front, motor in back, you know it's fast
The layout of my car is unconventional, with the trunk located at the front and the engine at the rear, indicating its high speed capabilities.


I could teach a class, but that's too much game
I possess a significant amount of knowledge and experience that I could impart to others, but it may be overwhelming for them.


For me to lands two semesters, you'll need so many life lessons
To fully comprehend all the lessons I could teach, one would need to attend multiple semesters of classes on life.


You'll need to sit down for so many sessions
In order to absorb all the knowledge I have to offer, you would have to dedicate significant time to learning from me.


Them losses that I took was really blessings
The setbacks and defeats I experienced in life were actually fortuitous occurrences that provided valuable lessons and opportunities for growth.


Above my shoulder is my sharpest weapon
My greatest asset and source of power is the knowledge and intelligence that resides within me.


Like a Smith and Wesson killing beats and bring them checks in
Similar to a Smith and Wesson firearm, I possess the ability to skillfully conquer beats in music, resulting in financial success.


I done turned into a bill collector
I have transformed into someone who collects large sums of money, akin to a bill collector.


I bought a office space, I'm waiting on the building inspector
I have acquired an office space and am currently awaiting approval from the building inspector.


Get these permits, these licenses, then it's back to balling out and buying shit
Once I obtain the necessary permits and licenses, I can resume living extravagantly and purchasing expensive items.


Always knew I'd be rich, ain't know which woman I would end up with
I had always possessed confidence in my ability to become wealthy, but I was uncertain about which woman would play a significant role in my life.


Player for life, bitch I'd never quit
I am committed to the player lifestyle and will never abandon it.


And on my Tre first homeboys I would never switch up
I would never betray or change my loyalty towards my childhood friends, especially my close friend named Tre.


That's that sucka stuff, that's not for us
Engaging in untrustworthy and disloyal behavior is for weak individuals, not for us.


I hit Rolls Royce dealer, got a coupe and a truck
I visited a dealership that specializes in Rolls-Royce vehicles and obtained both a coupe and a truck from them.


Eat my dust
I am significantly ahead of others in terms of success and achievement.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: David Garcia Garci-Nuno, Marcus Rucker, Roderick Brisco, Sean Pompey, Shante Franklin

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@ohyeah_459

I still remember smoking a bowl at night looking out the project windows listening to good sense🤙

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All three of these guys drop bars everyone needs to hear. There is soo much soul in roddy music he a different one foreal

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Saw young Roddy corner boy p deelow at the blockley here in Philly 2011. it was a total of 10 ppl in audience including me my girl and my boy. I was wilding out like it was a jayz concert

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Man been down since ‘09 never looked back since nor disappointed JLR Lifers Shoutout to 31st, The Taylor’s & RFC 🤙🏽🛩

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