Lyrics Night after night - Lil Sleep

Beamer all white my pockets they too light
In love with spending money cuz baby it feels right
Smoking I'm too high working the late nights
I'm tired of all these people the money it feels nice

Stepping on the gas burning rubber I don't got shit to lose
Never lookin back counting hundreds running from red and blue
Pullin up the club see the people but I just think of you
Walking to the light I been falling but she don't have a clue

Sipping out the bottle but baby I don't know what to think
Problems they been stacking I'm faded pour up another drink
Tell me that you love me but baby I'm not feelin a thing
Faded in the morning I'm hoping that you remember me

I sink I don't float, I can but I won't
The money it bleed red, the way that life goes
My heart its too cold, my problems I don't show
Made it to the end but now I don't know

Beamer all white my pockets they too light
In love with spending money cuz baby it feels right
Smoking I'm too high working the late nights
I'm tired of all these people the money it feels nice

Out over the edge shawty living with her secrets
Spent a lot of time but I'm running out I been bleeding
Look into my eyes see the problems and you can see the pain
Lookin at the devil she telling me we should run away

Stepping on the gas burning rubber I don't got shit to lose
Never lookin back counting hundreds running from red and blue
Pullin up the club see the people but I just think of you
Walking to the light I been falling but she don't have a clue

Sipping out the bottle but baby I don't know what to think
Problems they been stacking I'm faded pour up another drink
Tell me that you love me but baby I'm not feelin a thing
Faded in the morning I'm hoping that you remember me

I sink I don't float, I can but I won't
The money it bleed red, the way that life goes
My heart its too cold, my problems I don't show
Made it to the end but now I don't know

Beamer all white my pockets they too light
In love with spending money cuz baby it feels right
Smoking I'm too high working the late nights
I'm tired of all these people the money it feels nice

Beamer all white my pockets they too light
In love with spending money cuz baby it feels right
Smoking I'm too high working the late nights
I'm tired of all these people the money it feels nice