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letra de late night - ayomilly

[chorus]
done a couple things, i’m tryna make right
time to get away, gotta take flight
remember feelin’ i was in a fake life
didn’t care about it, wanna take mine
used to roll the gas and always stay high
time was always money, had to me make time
i had suicidal thoughts, the feelin’ ain’t right
almost took my life up in the late night
(up in the late night, yeah, the feeling ain’t right, yeah)
(in the late night, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1]
used to hate my life, i was broken and down
the feelin’ wasn’t really right: felt like i was gon’ drown
i couldn’t really see the light, never comin’ around
i tried looking up to christ, but it didn’t work out
i was living for myself and i ain’t wanna change
i was tryna please people, i was lookin’ for fame
i didn’t wanna give up drugs, ’cause they healing the pain
and i couldn’t find a god that be doing the same
but honestly, i think that i was never looking
the devil, he was workin’, everything i did was crooked
wanted to get better, but i always felt i couldn’t
doing anything i wanted, even if i shouldn’t
wanted to grow up and show the world just what i’m made of
thought they would all love me if i blow up, become famous
you ain’t none if you ain’t got the clout, it be contagious
the money had me doing anything and living dangerous
the money had me doing back-flips
got me moving like a savage
didn’t care about the fashion
i just knew i had to have it
something like a crack fix
it ain’t work, ’cause the fact is
money is the root of all evil
but i’m praying to my god: please, take care of my people
’cause we always be at war with our angels and demons
they tryna take us down and take our eyes up off the freedom
i’m truckin’ through the traffic, like mccoy up on the eagles
and when i’m getting low, i got my god to give me diesel
there’s been a lotta chapters, but there’s never been a sequel
i only got one life, but it’s forever ’cause of jesus, eh
there’s still a lotta things i ain’t ready to talk about
seen a lot been through a lot when the sun down
seen a lotta people doing things for the clout
coulda done it myself, but i ain’t taking that route, but still

[bridge]
i’ve had some dreams
almost died in my sleep
lotta pressure on me
used to pop beans
i used to sip lean
couple times i od’d
i’ve had some dreams
almost died in my sleep
lotta pressure on me
used to pop beans
i used to sip lean
couple times i od’d

[chorus]
done a couple things, i’m tryna make right
time to get away, gotta take flight
remember feelin’ i was in a fake life
didn’t care about it, wanna take mine
used to roll the gas and always stay high
time was always money, had to me make time
i had suicidal thoughts, the feelin’ ain’t right
almost took my life up in the late night
(up in the late night, yeah, the feeling ain’t right, yeah)
(in the late night, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2]
people say i changed, but honestly i grew up
tired of people lookin’ at me like i’m a screw up
a lot went different than the plans that i drew up
cause it’s god’s plan, nothing that we knew of
still gotta lotta anger, learning to control it
and i gotta lotta feelings, i ain’t like to show it
born with sin: still sin, but i know where i’m going
ain’t n0body perfect: i ain’t perfect, but i’m growing
seen a lot been through a lotta things, that was tragic
from a young kid dealt with pain, you couldn’t imagine
i tried to be the good guy, but i started some havoc
on the roads every night, serving fiends up in traffic
i’ve done a lotta dirt, i can’t remember it all
remember always feeling hurt and punching holes through the wall
the devil is at work, he tryna make the kid fall
he tryna put me in a he-rs-, but god be keeping me tall
it’s like we’re in a boxing ring, we’re having a brawl
a couple times he knocked me down, but i hit back, i recall
every time i prayed to god, he made the devil feel small
and he always free to talk, he always answer my calls
if only god can judge, how you judging the kid?
you ain’t capable of love like the one who forgives
i was sinking through the mud, i was going down quick
still some dirt up on my shoes, mud be stuck on my kicks
you wanna get a paper and you wanna make a list
and talk about the crimes and dirty things that milly did
like that boy: “he ain’t saved, he ain’t changed, not a bit”
just stop all of that talking, i know who i’m walking with
i’m only getting stronger and you only getting fed up
the days been getting longer, but the days been getting better
i’m glad i seen the light and i put god up in the centre
and i ain’t like ’em times, but i’m always gone remember, when

[chorus]
done a couple things, i’m tryna make right
time to get away, gotta take flight
remember feelin’ i was in a fake life
didn’t care about it, wanna take mine
used to roll the gas and always stay high
time was always money, had to me make time
i had suicidal thoughts, the feelin’ ain’t right
almost took my life up in the late night
(up in the late night, yeah, the feeling ain’t right, yeah)
(in the late night, yeah, yeah)

- ayomilly

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