SAINTBOY
I been up late at night
I been thinking bout my life
Life is crazy yeah right
I gotta go get yeah Imma get it right
Saint nigga feeling holy yeah you feel it right
I got some demons around me who want me for my life
I got some angels around me who not letting it slide
Sometimes I feel like a nigga just running out of time
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
5am late at night
Ella dice vente right
I just want her for the night
Hit it once and say goodbye
I don't want her apple pie
I don't want her apple pie nah
I don't want her apple pie
I don't want her apple pie nah
Ou ou ou ou
Ou ou ou ou
Yeah it's really late
Bitch you know I'm feeling great
I'm with my nigga Pablo yeah we working late
We busting late night moves this shit insane
I'm really tired but you know the sleep can wait
Yeah yeah you know the sleep can wait
Might smoke a blunt and take it all away
Might get so high like I'm the highest in the place
I feel alive so you know I'm feeling great
If she a baddie I might pull up to her place
I don't really want her I just want her for the face
I ain't trynna cuff I just want her on occasions
She say that she love me but you know I just don't say shit
Ouu in my room
Sometimes I feel like I'm the highest in the room
Sometimes I'm feeling really lonely in my room
But like right now bitch I'm the littest in the room
Ouuu all these demons in my room
Ouuu all these angels in my room
Ouuu bitch we litty in the room
Ouuu Saint boy in the room
I been thinking bout my life
Life is crazy yeah right
I gotta go get yeah Imma get it right
Saint nigga feeling holy yeah you feel it right
I got some demons around me who want me for my life
I got some angels around me who not letting it slide
Sometimes I feel like a nigga just running out of time
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
5am late at night
Ella dice vente right
I just want her for the night
Hit it once and say goodbye
I don't want her apple pie
I don't want her apple pie nah
I don't want her apple pie
I don't want her apple pie nah
Ou ou ou ou
Ou ou ou ou
Yeah it's really late
Bitch you know I'm feeling great
I'm with my nigga Pablo yeah we working late
We busting late night moves this shit insane
I'm really tired but you know the sleep can wait
Yeah yeah you know the sleep can wait
Might smoke a blunt and take it all away
Might get so high like I'm the highest in the place
I feel alive so you know I'm feeling great
If she a baddie I might pull up to her place
I don't really want her I just want her for the face
I ain't trynna cuff I just want her on occasions
She say that she love me but you know I just don't say shit
Ouu in my room
Sometimes I feel like I'm the highest in the room
Sometimes I'm feeling really lonely in my room
But like right now bitch I'm the littest in the room
Ouuu all these demons in my room
Ouuu all these angels in my room
Ouuu bitch we litty in the room
Ouuu Saint boy in the room
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Writer(s): John Edward Farrish
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