[Hook]
These nights
You know what they go like
Shots up, I forget about the whole time
Dollar bills while she shake it under strobe lights
Wait until we take it on the road like
[Post Hook 1]
I'm afraid of me
I'm afraid of you
I got lanes to pick
I got lanes to choose
So much left to get
So much left to lose
I'm just trying to live
Trying to find a mood for it
[Verse 1]
I'm just trying to find that shift roll right
Im not dealing wit the hype
I don't fuck with your vibe
Take that to the other side
I don't know
I don't know
I just end up like a ghost
Some days
Some nights
I prefer to be alone
[Pre Hook]
When I take the tone I go away
Maybe you can pull me close and feel a way
I just need to find a little space
Ay
You know how I’m always wide awake
Finna slay
[Hook]
These nights
You know what they go like
Shots up I forget about the whole time
Dollar bills while she shake it under strobe lights
Wait until we take it on the road like
[Post Hook 2]
I'm afraid of me
I'm afraid of you
I got lanes to pick
I got lanes to choose
So much left to get
So much left to lose
I'm just trying to live
Trying to find a mood for it
I'm afraid of me
I'm afraid of you
I got lanes to pick
I got lanes to choose
So much left to get
So much left to lose
I'm just trying to live
Trying to find a mood for it
Try to find a mood
Try to find a mood for it
Try to find a mood
Try to find a mood for it
Try to find a mood
Try to find a mood for it
Try to find a mood
Try to find a mood for it
[Verse 2]
Got me up
Make it roll
Over ice
Paper throw
Sip it slow
Find a mode
Hit the highs
Hit the lows
I'm sorry
I’m so sorry
I know I never knew
Try to find a better me
Try to find a better you
Ay
[Pre Hook]
When I take the tone I go away
Maybe you can pull me close and feel a way
I just need to find a little space
Ay
You know how I’m always wide awake
Finna slay
[Hook]
These nights
You know what they go like
Shots up I forget about the whole time
Dollar bills while she shake it under strobe lights
Wait until we take it on the road like
[Post Hook 2]
I'm afraid of me
I'm afraid of you
I got lanes to pick
I got lanes to choose
So much left to get
So much left to lose
I'm just trying to live
Trying to find a mood for it
I'm afraid of me
I'm afraid of you
I got lanes to pick
I got lanes to choose
So much left to get
So much left to lose
I'm just trying to live
Trying to find a mood for it
Try to find a mood
Try to find a mood for it
Try to find a mood
Try to find a mood for it
Try to find a mood
Try to find a mood for it
Try to find a mood
Try to find a mood for it
