Late at Night

Trynna get em all off my mind but every place I see uh a face
Like dejavú don't play the tape

Ducks in a row
I light an bake

Don't tempt me hoe
I'm chasing cake
I'm in the field but I'm watching snakes
Get distracted by these demons so I'm higher than the ceiling
Lotta shit in me that I'm feeling but that money hunger I'm feeling
I got nicotine in my system cuz nobody see how I'm chilling
Rolling trees in dutches I'm killing
Back to back no food in my system

Been doing me that's hella crazy
I look around looking hella spacey
Lost some day ones ain't tripping faintly
Cuz shit what it is I tell her baby
I'm in the woods lighting woods hoe
Ask if I'm good
I'm cooling hoe
Got a reaper here but it's pretty clear
Ain't heard my shit
I'm dropping every year
I ain't ever stopping till my name is up
Until my grave see it piling up
All my dead homies ain't forgetting none

All my dead homies ain't forgetting none

Hoe



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Writer(s): Ryan Ware
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