These Nights

These nights

You know what they go like

Shots up

I forget about the whole time

Dollar bills

While she shake it under strobe lights

Wait until we take it on the road like

I’m afraid of me

I’m afraid of you

I got lanes to pick

I got lanes to choose

So much left to get

So much left to lose

I’m just trying to live

Trying to find a mood for it

I’m just trying to find that shift roll right

I’m not dealing with the hype

I don’t f*ck with your vibe

Take that to the other side

I don’t know

I don’t know

I just end up like a ghost

Some days

Some nights

I prefer to be alone

When I take the tone I go away

Maybe you can pull me close and feel a way

I just need to find a little space（Ay）

You know how I’m always wide awake

Finna slay

These nights

You know what they go like

Shots up

I forget about the whole time

Dollar bills

While she shake it under strobe lights

Wait until we take it on the road like

I’m afraid of me

I’m afraid of you

I got lanes to pick

I got lanes to choose

So much left to get

So much left to lose

I’m just trying to live

Trying to find a mood for it

I’m afraid of me

I’m afraid of you

I got lanes to pick

I got lanes to choose

So much left to get

So much left to lose

I’m just trying to live

Trying to find a mood for it

Trying to find a mood

Trying to find a mood for it

Trying to find a mood

Trying to find a mood for it

Trying to find a mood

Trying to find a mood for it

Trying to find a mood

Trying to find a mood for it

Got me up

Make it roll

Over ice

Paper throw

Sip it slow

Find a mode

Hit the highs

Hit the lows

I’m sorry

I’m so sorry

I know I never knew

Try to find a better me

Try to find a better you（Ay）

When I take the tone I go away

Maybe you can pull me close and feel a way

I just need to find a little space（Ay）

You know how I’m always wide awake

Finna slay

These nights

You know what they go like

Shots up

I forget about the whole time

Dollar bills

While she shake it under strobe lights

Wait until we take it on the road like

I’m afraid of me

I’m afraid of you

I got lanes to pick

I got lanes to choose

So much left to get

So much left to lose

I’m just trying to live

Trying to find a mood for it

I’m afraid of me

I’m afraid of you

I got lanes to pick

I got lanes to choose

So much left to get

So much left to lose

I’m just trying to live

Trying to find a mood for it

Trying to find a mood

Trying to find a mood for it

Trying to find a mood

Trying to find a mood for it

Trying to find a mood

Trying to find a mood for it

Trying to find a mood

Trying to find a mood for it