Young Night - Too Late

It's to late
I can feel it in my head
It's fucked up
Please listen to what I just said
It's to late
I really wanna hit the bed with no goals
With my anxiety yeah

It's to late
I can feel it in my head
It's fucked up
Please listen to what I just said
It's to late
I really wanna hit the bed with no goals
With my anxiety yeah

First time wondered what the hell done caused it
Two times when I met you back in Boston
Three times yeah you looking kinda flawless
Four times and I guess you went and lost it

You might cash out
Fuck it pass out
Got the racks now
Mac's out
Take it blast now
Everybody bow

Do it right
I'ma make it tight
Cuz I gotta lie
For what is right
This is my life
And it's yours tonight

Cuz you might take my soul
Yea you'll take it next
I'm gonna stay right here
And maybe do a flex
And I just want your love
I don't want no sex
Just wanna chill right here answer your calls and text

It's to late
I can feel it in my head
It's fucked up
Please listen to what I just said
It's to late
I really wanna hit the bed with no goals
With my anxiety yeah

It's to late
I can feel it in my head
It's fucked up
Please listen to what I just said
It's to late
I really wanna hit the bed with no goals
With my anxiety yeah

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Young Night

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