Really f*cking late nights
Half unconscious in the day time
I decide to let my fate fly
Punching up in heavy weight fights
Striking up from under like a great white
At the crib right by the bay side
I thought I told you just to hang tight
Been doing something and it ain't right
Held it in just to create spite
Push em to the point of breaking ties
To a visit to the grave sight
Book my ticket boutta take flight
And I'm flying in a 730
I'm leaving late but I'm arriving early
And she told me she go both ways
Ride in a big body hogging both lanes
Rolling up in traffic fixing road rage
It remind me of the old days
Pin stripes on my shoulders like I'm playing ball
Her lips tight when she told me it was all my fault
Talking shit like they was in a stall
Yes I waited but I never stalled
Was overrated but it still enthralled
Had my vocal chords inflect for a second
And I had to make a desperate attempt
I been heading west for the temp
Not accepting less than content
All I go is 10 for the 10
Really f*cking late nights
Half unconscious in the day time
I decide to let my fate fly
Punching up in heavy weight fights
Striking up from under like a great white
At the crib right by the bay side
I thought I told you just to hang tight
Been doing something and it ain't right
Held it in just to create spite
Push em to the point of breaking ties
To a visit to the grave sight
Book my ticket boutta take flight
Nick Thomas - Late Nights Lyrics
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Really f*cking late nights
Half unconscious in the day time
I decide to let my fate fly
Punching up in heavy weight fights
Striking up from under like a great white
At the crib right by the bay side
I thought I told you just to hang tight
Been doing something and it ain't right
Held it in just to create spite
Push em to the point of breaking ties
To a visit to the grave sight
Book my ticket boutta take flight
And I'm flying in a 730
I'm leaving late but I'm arriving early
And she told me she go both ways
Ride in a big body hogging both lanes
Rolling up in traffic fixing road rage
It remind me of the old days
Pin stripes on my shoulders like I'm playing ball
Her lips tight when she told me it was all my fault
Talking shit like they was in a stall
Yes I waited but I never stalled
Was overrated but it still enthralled
Had my vocal chords inflect for a second
And I had to make a desperate attempt
I been heading west for the temp
Not accepting less than content
All I go is 10 for the 10
Really f*cking late nights
Half unconscious in the day time
I decide to let my fate fly
Punching up in heavy weight fights
Striking up from under like a great white
At the crib right by the bay side
I thought I told you just to hang tight
Been doing something and it ain't right
Held it in just to create spite
Push em to the point of breaking ties
To a visit to the grave sight
Book my ticket boutta take flight
Half unconscious in the day time
I decide to let my fate fly
Punching up in heavy weight fights
Striking up from under like a great white
At the crib right by the bay side
I thought I told you just to hang tight
Been doing something and it ain't right
Held it in just to create spite
Push em to the point of breaking ties
To a visit to the grave sight
Book my ticket boutta take flight
And I'm flying in a 730
I'm leaving late but I'm arriving early
And she told me she go both ways
Ride in a big body hogging both lanes
Rolling up in traffic fixing road rage
It remind me of the old days
Pin stripes on my shoulders like I'm playing ball
Her lips tight when she told me it was all my fault
Talking shit like they was in a stall
Yes I waited but I never stalled
Was overrated but it still enthralled
Had my vocal chords inflect for a second
And I had to make a desperate attempt
I been heading west for the temp
Not accepting less than content
All I go is 10 for the 10
Really f*cking late nights
Half unconscious in the day time
I decide to let my fate fly
Punching up in heavy weight fights
Striking up from under like a great white
At the crib right by the bay side
I thought I told you just to hang tight
Been doing something and it ain't right
Held it in just to create spite
Push em to the point of breaking ties
To a visit to the grave sight
Book my ticket boutta take flight
Writer: Nick Thomas
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