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joey fatts - late night lyrics

[verse]
stressing over nothing
my b-tch calling, fussing over dumb sh-t
a young n-gga out here hustling
so i guess it’s the sh-t that it come with
smoking dope until a n-gga can’t function
all this weed feeling like i’m off of xanax
i swear this sh-t got me mad vexed
but i’m trying to stretch it out, stretching work like it’s spandex
young n-ggas on that paper chase
getting money we don’t care about a price to pay
steady praying for some better days
sh-t f-cked up, my homey got life today
so my n-gga where the weed at?
roll one, man i need that
in the streets where the fiends at
n-ggas eating out here, we don’t need you to feedback
i can give a f-ck what a n-gga say
i can give a f-ck about what a b-tch think
but a n-gga just took a l just last week
it’s hard to think so i smoke myself to sleep
my homey got with a couple piece
f-cked up thing, they split him 5 a piece
now i’m curing stress with these swisher sweets
f-ck the money pray to god that sh-t for me

[chorus]
lot of troubles on my mind
late night
so i smoke myself to sleep
roll the blunts
getting high
until i’m fried
seven days a week
a lot of sh-t on my mind
late night
so i smoke myself to sleep
roll the blunts
getting high
until i’m fried
seven days a week
i smoke myself
i smoke myself to sleep

[verse 2]
stressing over nothing
my b-tch calling, fussing over dumb sh-t
a n-gga trying to get this money
she steady thinking it’s a b-tch that i’m f-cking with
but i’m out late
trying to get cake
gotta keep food on the dinner plate
girl f-ck your friends, you gotta let them hate
plus she ain’t got a man so she can’t relate
understand baby they don’t want to see us straight
buy you alexander w-ng just to p-ss them off
keep you in the finest things
don’t wanna see us fall
my heart cold as snowman
i done seen it all
they call me a dog
joking up but you believe them
girl you know it’s real
can’t let them come between us
and you know the deal, tell her never would i leave her
then she checked the mail, feds sent me a subpoena
now i’m f-cked up
n-gga where the dope?
i need to smoke
i’m feeling like a fiend
i need the weed
what the h-ll they want?
i don’t even know
but i’m about to smoke myself to sleep
my homey got cracked like i said before
but me and him was raised on loyalty
what happened to these n-ggas sticking to the code?
case closed man this n-gga done told on me

[chorus]

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