Late Night - Joey Fatts

Stressing over nothing

My bitch calling, fussing over dumb shit

A young nigga out here hustling

So I guess it’s the shit that it come with

Smoking dope until a nigga can’t function

All this weed feeling like I’m off of Xanax

I swear this shit got me mad vexed

But I’m trying to stretch it out, stretching work like it’s Spandex

Young niggas on that paper chase

Getting money we don’t care about a price to pay

Steady praying for some better days

Shit fucked up, my homey got life today

So my nigga where the weed at?

Roll one, man I need that

In the streets where the fiends at

Niggas eating out here, we don’t need you to feedback

I can give a fuck what a nigga say

I can give a fuck about what a bitch think

But a nigga 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

Fucked up thing, they split him 5 a piece

Now I’m curing stress with these Swisher Sweets

Fuck the money pray to God that shit for me

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 shit 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

Stressing over nothing

My bitch calling, fussing over dumb shit

A nigga trying to get this money

She steady thinking it’s a bitch that I’m fucking with

But I’m out late

Trying to get cake

Gotta keep food on the dinner plate

Girl fuck 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 Wang just to piss 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 fucked up

Nigga where the dope?

I need to smoke

I’m feeling like a fiend

I need the weed

What the hell 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 niggas sticking to the code?

Case closed man this nigga done told on me