(On my own for most nights)
On my own for most nights
On my own I'm goin' try
On my own I won't die
On my own I'm goin' fly
Streetlights are on I still wear my sunglasses
Weed I been blowing woulda made a man nauseous
We shoulda known shoulda been more cautious
But now she off it don't want no problems
Not talking often
Truth be told I couldn't tell ya if she wanna solve em
Streetlights are on I still
Streetlights are on I still
Streetlights are on I still wear my sunglasses
Weed I been blowing woulda made a man nauseous
We shoulda known shoulda been more
Shoulda been more shoulda been more cautious
It's more money more problems right?
I just really wanna solve em I
See you in my dreams every night
So I stay asleep I keep you by my side one time
We got along but you know we both lost it
She got a problem I don't wanna talk about it
Life it goes on said we both got options
Hand to the pen I gotta vent about my problems
Who are you who are you who are you
I don't recognize that smile I ain't seen you in a while
Crazy how the time it flies how the love turns to lies
How the honey brings the flies how the paper plays our lives
How the fakers make it by how I'm realer but I hide
How I'm scared to hurt my pride how I'm prepared for the fight
I got repaired by the night I been impaired by the hype
Fame is like a drug that you can't never get too much of (damn)
Hate is like a love I ain't ever had enough of fam
I can't be your knight in shining armour
Once upon I mighta tried much harder
But now it's just too late I ain't the same much farther
Man I swear to god I'm done with hearing bout the drama
Nowadays I only take a break to count commas
Now I curve the snakes I keep the fakes much farther
Need some space keep my faith
Pretty lady pretty face petty problems
Petty ways I don't know what else to say
Streetlights are on I still
Streetlights are on I still
Streetlights are on I still wear my sunglasses
Weed I been blowing woulda made a man nauseous
We shoulda known shoulda been more
Shoulda been more shoulda been more cautious
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(On my own for most nights)
On my own for most nights
On my own I'm goin' try
On my own I won't die
On my own I'm goin' fly
Streetlights are on I still wear my sunglasses
Weed I been blowing woulda made a man nauseous
We shoulda known shoulda been more cautious
But now she off it don't want no problems
Not talking often
Truth be told I couldn't tell ya if she wanna solve em
Streetlights are on I still
Streetlights are on I still
Streetlights are on I still wear my sunglasses
Weed I been blowing woulda made a man nauseous
We shoulda known shoulda been more
Shoulda been more shoulda been more cautious
It's more money more problems right?
I just really wanna solve em I
See you in my dreams every night
So I stay asleep I keep you by my side one time
We got along but you know we both lost it
She got a problem I don't wanna talk about it
Life it goes on said we both got options
Hand to the pen I gotta vent about my problems
Who are you who are you who are you
I don't recognize that smile I ain't seen you in a while
Crazy how the time it flies how the love turns to lies
How the honey brings the flies how the paper plays our lives
How the fakers make it by how I'm realer but I hide
How I'm scared to hurt my pride how I'm prepared for the fight
I got repaired by the night I been impaired by the hype
Fame is like a drug that you can't never get too much of (damn)
Hate is like a love I ain't ever had enough of fam
I can't be your knight in shining armour
Once upon I mighta tried much harder
But now it's just too late I ain't the same much farther
Man I swear to god I'm done with hearing bout the drama
Nowadays I only take a break to count commas
Now I curve the snakes I keep the fakes much farther
Need some space keep my faith
Pretty lady pretty face petty problems
Petty ways I don't know what else to say
Streetlights are on I still
Streetlights are on I still
Streetlights are on I still wear my sunglasses
Weed I been blowing woulda made a man nauseous
We shoulda known shoulda been more
Shoulda been more shoulda been more cautious
On my own for most nights
On my own I'm goin' try
On my own I won't die
On my own I'm goin' fly
Streetlights are on I still wear my sunglasses
Weed I been blowing woulda made a man nauseous
We shoulda known shoulda been more cautious
But now she off it don't want no problems
Not talking often
Truth be told I couldn't tell ya if she wanna solve em
Streetlights are on I still
Streetlights are on I still
Streetlights are on I still wear my sunglasses
Weed I been blowing woulda made a man nauseous
We shoulda known shoulda been more
Shoulda been more shoulda been more cautious
It's more money more problems right?
I just really wanna solve em I
See you in my dreams every night
So I stay asleep I keep you by my side one time
We got along but you know we both lost it
She got a problem I don't wanna talk about it
Life it goes on said we both got options
Hand to the pen I gotta vent about my problems
Who are you who are you who are you
I don't recognize that smile I ain't seen you in a while
Crazy how the time it flies how the love turns to lies
How the honey brings the flies how the paper plays our lives
How the fakers make it by how I'm realer but I hide
How I'm scared to hurt my pride how I'm prepared for the fight
I got repaired by the night I been impaired by the hype
Fame is like a drug that you can't never get too much of (damn)
Hate is like a love I ain't ever had enough of fam
I can't be your knight in shining armour
Once upon I mighta tried much harder
But now it's just too late I ain't the same much farther
Man I swear to god I'm done with hearing bout the drama
Nowadays I only take a break to count commas
Now I curve the snakes I keep the fakes much farther
Need some space keep my faith
Pretty lady pretty face petty problems
Petty ways I don't know what else to say
Streetlights are on I still
Streetlights are on I still
Streetlights are on I still wear my sunglasses
Weed I been blowing woulda made a man nauseous
We shoulda known shoulda been more
Shoulda been more shoulda been more cautious
Writer: Braven Carvalho
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