Late Night Lyrics

How your career ain't lastin' longer than a Tamagotchi

Can Janari make it, nigga, probably

Conversations I have with myself Niggas ain't give me no help

As cliche as it sounds, I know God got me

Run it, yeah Windows down when I'm talkin' to God Feel like he never respond

Send me a sign, I look up and nod

If I was y'all, I would've been quit Move back to the city, pack my shit up

And look for a job Even the score, that's why we had odds

They saw me gettin' the hell out of Dodge Why you still in the garage

Niggas should swallow they pride

I can't go back and forth with you

I'd rather send you a picture From 40,000 feet up in the sky

I see how you livin', you still in disguise

I send him my tithes, I'm bout to bless him tonight

Pictures in Paris that you still can't believe with your eyes

The same pictures that I paint when I lead with this life

Dealer, no deal, pack this shit up, I'm leavin' tonight

Execs in the office, talkin' crazy, they smokin' the pipe

Lord, forgive me for how I'm bout to kill the culture

Suicide, kamikaze bombs, I send in folders

Just to drop my album for the Grammys and skip the voters

He did everything he said he would, at least that nigga told us