"Late Night Thoughts" lyrics

"Late Night Thoughts"

Late night, with the-
Late night, with the boys in a foreign
Yeah, uh-huh

Late night, with the boys in a foreign (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pick the hoes up and kick 'em out in the mornin' (Yessir)
Uh, even brought a hoe home for my girlfriend (Yessir)
She gave us both sloppy top, it was amazin' (Yeah-yeah)
Pray to God, used to conversate with Satan (Uh, oh)
Lost in confusion, I'll show you what a maze is (Oh, oh)
My mind is a palace, don't got the blueprints (Oh, oh)
Told them demons I got a new phone, uh, who is this? (Oh)

Yeah, I'm global, yeah, a mogul
Yeah, I'm loco, perc, no coco
Fans on my nerves ask for photos
In the airport rushin' to a flight, I was late for
All of this a blessing though, to God I'm thankful
All these drugs got me feeling like Allah, but I'm not close
I remember a couple winters ago, the day's cold
Doing drive-bys, grrah grrah, out the window
On my knees, my hands fold
Praying for some sanity, lost soul
Wondering why my head's so gone
Paranoid, so I got to keep a pole
Fall to my knees, hands full
Crying from insanity, lost soul
Will I find some inner peace? I don't know
Until then I'm numbing my thoughts all wrong

Late night, with the boys in a foreign (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pick the hoes up and kick 'em out in the mornin' (Yes sir)
Uh, even brought a hoe home for my girlfriend (Yes sir)
She gave us both sloppy top, it was amazin' (Yeah-yeah)
Pray to God, used to conversate with Satan (Uh, oh)
Lost in confusion, I'll show you what a maze is (Oh, oh)
My mind is a palace, don't got the blueprints (Oh, oh)
Told them demons I got a new phone, uh, who is this? (Oh)

I got with a girl that help me get the picture, panoramic
She told me that everything gon be okay, I shouldn't panic
Proceeded to do her wrong anyway, typical man
I apologize for my mistakes, they won't happen again
All these other hoes, unimportant, irrelevant
I ain't tryna remind you of that dude, that's in your past
Also, I'm saying I'm sorry on behalf of my ex
She gon' learn her lesson when she spend eternity in hell
You the greatest thing that happened to me, no one can compare
Your moans carry through the midnight air
Feeling detached from myself, yeah, I'm so scared
So imagine how it feels when you're not there
I ain't gonna fuck it up, I ain't gonna
You ain't ever did me wrong
I need your love, I don't want it
Lately, we been takin' way too much drugs, I don't condone it
Let's just take each others hearts like property
And fuckin' own it (Yeah)

Late night, with the boys in a foreign (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pick the hoes up and kick 'em out in the mornin' (Yes sir)
Uh, even brought a hoe home for my girlfriend (Yes sir)
She gave us both sloppy top, it was amazin' (Yeah-yeah)
Pray to God, used to conversate with Satan (Uh, oh)
Lost in confusion, I'll show you what a maze is (Oh, oh)
My mind is a palace, don't got the blueprints (Oh, oh)
Told them demons I got a new phone, uh, who is this? (Oh)

Oh, oh
Who this?, who this? (Oh, oh)
Who this?, who this? (Soul)
Who this?, who this? (Soul)
Stupid, foolish (I know)
Who this?, who this? (Soul)
Who this?, who this? (Soul)
Who this?, who this? (Soul)
Stupid, foolish
I know, oh
I know, know, know, know, know, oh


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