Late night, yea, late night thoughts
Late night, yea, late night thoughts
Late night, yea, late night thoughts
Late night, yea, late night thoughts
I'm having bad thoughts, huh, yea
I'm having bad thoughts, feeling like I lost
I had a bad dream, don't know what It cost
She think about me, I think about her
I'm up tight, late at night, and I'm with the vibes
My shorty think about me in the night time
We cruising down the street, playing Chicago Nights
She think about all the wrongs that she could've right
But I don't got no pen or paper right now
I know she missing my love, she missing my sound
I'm tryna do the right thing, I'm tryna do better
But I cannot think straight if she not around
And if she is around, then my girl in town
I'm tryna do big things, I can't turn around
I know she hurt me, like i'm pulling the trigger
Im doing big things but i'm tryna go bigger
Go better, I got a gold medal
Pedal to the metal, I can never settle
Only for my girl, will I ever settle
But I been praying to God, I make it to Heaven
Praying up to God, cause you know that I been Sinning
Telling me you love me, and I thought that you was different, I was tripping
Hole in my heart, and I been tryna fix it
Really thought you were the piece I was missing
Now I'm in my head, and I stay reminiscing
They say "All girls the same" but I never wanna listen
The way you broke my heart, you know that I can't forgive it
Nah, I'm a forgiver, but i'll never forget it
Late night, yea, late night thoughts
Late night, yea, late night thoughts
Late night, yea, late night thoughts
Late night, yea, late night thoughts
I'm having bad thoughts, huh, yea
I'm having bad thoughts, feeling like I lost
I had a bad dream, don't know what It cost
She think about me, I think about her
Then you met your baby, why you even let me in
Cause I know I be sinning, but I'm still a rich druggie
Only 15, but I'm still getting the money
They said that I wouldn't win, ha-ha yea that's funny
Ever since the age of 9, that youngin been hurting
He got his lil heart broke, think he need a surgeon
All the girls telling him that he's so far from perfect
Whole time, them girls never was worth it
Fighting all them battles, but he losing to depression
Holding all his tears in, but that got him stressing
Loyalty and trust always been out of the question
Cause he got snake bitters, only best friend
Now he a young adolescent, only 15
His birthday coming soon, so he finna be 16
His life had been a nightmare, so you know he got some big dreams
Sad little thing, that little boy would grow to be me