[Chorus: Sample]
Thank you for your love, thank you for the heart
There'll never be a long and lonely night again
Thank you for your love, thank you for the heart
There'll never be a long and lonely night again

[Verse]
Pouring up crystal in my glass, I'm tired of thinking about the past
Why does time move so fast, forgot about all of my friends
Haven't seen one in a year, forgot that they were even here
In the mist, I stay clear, just working on songs with my peers
I'ma race these n***as, go hop up in my car
We at Daytona and we going a one hundrеd miles per hour
Make a bitch wеt just like she's in the fucking shower
I stack the money so tall, bitch, we got Jenga towers
You think that you're smoking loud, we're smoking even louder
My aunt was really addicted to that fucking white powder
I ain't seen her since I was a motherfucking child
Fucked up in high school, I was smoking black and mild's
My own lungs can't handle the motherfucking smoke
But I really don't care, 'cause I still smoke some more
And I'm with a white bitch, she gon' drop it on the floor
She ain't got an ass, but she can get a pass
I don't care about that, I care about you
I'm asking you, like, what you want to do?
I can leave this booth, and we can smoke some shit
Puffing on some trees, like, fuck the environment
Flow so clean like the air that we breathe
I ain't an idol, bitch, so get off your knees
Pouring up crystal in my glass, I'm tired of thinking about the past, ayy, ayy
[Bridge]
I didn't want to fight anyway

[Slowed]
[Verse]
Pouring up crystal in my glass, I'm tired of thinking about the past
Why does time move so fast, forgot about all of my friends
Haven't seen one in a year, forgot that they were even here
In the mist, I stay clear, just working on songs with my peers
I'ma race these n***as, go hop up in my car
We at Daytona and we going a one hundred miles per hour
Make a bitch wet just like she's in the fucking shower
I stack the money so tall, bitch, we got Jenga towers
You think that you're smoking loud, we're smoking even louder
My aunt was really addicted to that fucking white powder
I ain't seen her since I was a motherfucking child
Fucked up in high school, I was smoking black and mild's
My own lungs can't handle the motherfucking smoke
But I really don't care, 'cause I still smoke some more
And I'm with a white bitch, she gon' drop it on the floor
She ain't got an ass, but she can get a pass
I don't care about that, I care about you
I'm asking you, like, what you want to do?
I can leave this booth, and we can smoke some shit
Puffing on some trees, like, fuck the environment
Flow so clean like the air that we breathe
I ain't an idol, bitch, so get off your knees
Pouring up crystal in my glass, I'm tired of thinking about the past, ayy, ayy