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Lately Video (MV)




Performed By: Alabama Nick
Length: 2:16
Written by: Nicholus Thomas




Alabama Nick - Lately Lyrics
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Popped by the corner store, I need me some amenities
I don't really come around much, it's hard to get to me
I don't really come around much, it's hard to get to me
Lately, I been on a vibe (yeah, yeah)

Lately, I been wantin' to ride (yeah)
No tint on the windows, no it ain't a rental (oh)
Had an epiphany, I'm reachin' my crescendo (yeah)
Mercedes coupe rollin', you can see them headlights (lights)
I don't even pause for no stop signs or red lights
Crazy thoughts in my brain, got my head feelin' light (feelin' light)
Still on a paper chase for that bread through the night
Mama told me slow this shit down to give me insight
But I know it's goin' down from the morning to the night (uh-huh)
I don't get a lot of sleep, I gotta catch a early flight (yeah)
I'm in another major city, tryna get it (get it, get it)
Mixin' boards with the faders and we tryin' to hit it (hit it, hit it)
Freaks blazin' in the next room, you know they with it (with it, with it)
Hotel lobby waitin', they want me to hit it (ooh)
Nah, baby, I don't get caught in the okie-doke (uh-huh)
You fine as hell, lookin' well
Keep that low-key though (yeah, you fine as hell, baby)
I been tryna take it slow, keepin' my shit on the low
Yeah, I know I look familiar, keep on walkin' though
'Cause you don't know me, bro, 'cause you don't know me, bro
And if you ain't gettin' that money, what you doin', homie?
Yeah, I'm laughin' to the bank, 'cause that shit be funny (funny)
Got that blicka on me, got that blicka on me (ooh, ah, ah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, got that blicka on me (ooh)
Got three ounces in my carry on, I wish I had that liquor on me

Popped by the corner store, I need me some amenities
I don't really come around much, it's hard to get to me
Popped by the corner store, I need me some amenities
Popped by the corner store, I need me some amenities
I don't really come around much, it's hard to get to me (uh-uh)
Yeah, it's hard to get to me (yo, yo, uh)
Ayy, it's hard to get to me (it's hard to get to me)
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Popped by the corner store, I need me some amenities
I don't really come around much, it's hard to get to me
I don't really come around much, it's hard to get to me
Lately, I been on a vibe (yeah, yeah)

Lately, I been wantin' to ride (yeah)
No tint on the windows, no it ain't a rental (oh)
Had an epiphany, I'm reachin' my crescendo (yeah)
Mercedes coupe rollin', you can see them headlights (lights)
I don't even pause for no stop signs or red lights
Crazy thoughts in my brain, got my head feelin' light (feelin' light)
Still on a paper chase for that bread through the night
Mama told me slow this shit down to give me insight
But I know it's goin' down from the morning to the night (uh-huh)
I don't get a lot of sleep, I gotta catch a early flight (yeah)
I'm in another major city, tryna get it (get it, get it)
Mixin' boards with the faders and we tryin' to hit it (hit it, hit it)
Freaks blazin' in the next room, you know they with it (with it, with it)
Hotel lobby waitin', they want me to hit it (ooh)
Nah, baby, I don't get caught in the okie-doke (uh-huh)
You fine as hell, lookin' well
Keep that low-key though (yeah, you fine as hell, baby)
I been tryna take it slow, keepin' my shit on the low
Yeah, I know I look familiar, keep on walkin' though
'Cause you don't know me, bro, 'cause you don't know me, bro
And if you ain't gettin' that money, what you doin', homie?
Yeah, I'm laughin' to the bank, 'cause that shit be funny (funny)
Got that blicka on me, got that blicka on me (ooh, ah, ah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, got that blicka on me (ooh)
Got three ounces in my carry on, I wish I had that liquor on me

Popped by the corner store, I need me some amenities
I don't really come around much, it's hard to get to me
Popped by the corner store, I need me some amenities
Popped by the corner store, I need me some amenities
I don't really come around much, it's hard to get to me (uh-uh)
Yeah, it's hard to get to me (yo, yo, uh)
Ayy, it's hard to get to me (it's hard to get to me)
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Writer: Nicholus Thomas
Copyright: Lyrics © Thug Soul Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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