Uh, gold on the ceiling, do it for the feeling
Not for the paycheck
(yeah, uh)
Rolling palm trees, yeah, no stress season
Feet up and I′m laid back
(back)
So high, can't even take my jacket off
Smoke from my lips look like exhaust
Gotta feed your creatures when you in the dark
So deep, get your Uber lost
Foreign things meant for me and I know that
Makin′ new friends and drinkin' all night
Maybe I'll pack a bag and not go back
If you need me, I′ll be here all damn night
Hop up on my throne, I feel alive
Feel like I could do this every night
Maybe it′s a blessing in disguise
Maybe it's a blessing in di-
I been spеaking gibberish, ay, ay
Give no fuck ′bout what you have to say, ay
That's a promisе, I′ma make it
I, I, on my mama, hand up to the sky
Nothing gon' put out my fire
Go on, let them try, it just get higher
I ain′t gon' change, cradle to the grave, uh-uh
Foreign things meant for me and I know that
(woo)
Makin' new friends and drinkin′ all night
Maybe I′ll pack a bag and not go back
If you need me, I'll be here all damn night
Hop up on my throne, I feel alive
Feel like I could do this every night
Maybe it′s a blessing in disguise
Maybe it's a blessing in di-
All night, all night, all night
All night, all night
(ooh-ooh)
All night, all night, all night
All night, all night
(yeah, yeah)
Foreign things meant for me and I know that
Makin′ new friends and drinkin' all night
(drinkin′ all night)
Maybe I'll pack a bag and not go back
(back)
If you need me, I'll be here all damn night
(night, yeah)
(Hop up on my throne, I feel alive)
I′ll be here all damn night
(Feel like I could do this every night)
I′ll be here all damn night
All night, all night, all night
All night, all night, all night
All night, all night, all night
All night, all night, all night
(yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Julian C. Bunetta, Amber Mark, Kendrick Nicholls, Sherwyn Hewett Nicholls, Jason Marcus Kellner, Ian Zachary Franzino
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