Lyrics Late Nights - Mogli the Iceburg

One
One
One time for that
Yeah
One time for that real yeah
Christian Sager, you′re a fool on this one

Yeah
Young migo, get to choppin' for the real ones
Christian played this beat for me and know I had to kill somethin′
Keep my family close up by my side
Boy, you know that's indie tribe
I don't keep them fake friends like [?]
Lately I′ve been feelin′ like the man now
Boy you know he want it, hands down
I ain't tryna bow my head down
Funny thing, your pride will sneak up on you when
You take your eyes off God and seek [?] somethin′ human
Feel conflicted with the art I'm makin′ to the point
That I don't even know just what this is and what I′m doin'
Ever since me and my girl split got this [?
] Up on my hands I don't know what to do with
I don′t think you understand the places that my mind go to
Ain′t got no one else to go to
In the studio as the world burns
I don't care, I′m just trippin' about when it gon′ be our turn
First world problems
All these [?] that people down for, we already got 'em
Yeah yeah
Still ain′t enough
I ain't left the house in days, lookin' kinda rough
I′m just sittin′ gettin' lost with the thoughts goin′ off in
My head, it's the cost of the shots that I shoot for instead

Late nights, thinkin′ bout you
Them old memories are comin' up
[?] show through the old me that was bottled up
I can′t love you until I learn to love myself
I can't trust you until I learn to trust myself

Fresh off the break and I'm lookin′ for a rebound
Ooh, whatcha doin′?
She come into the crib and now it's lookin′ like a man down
Ooh, whatcha doin'?
Feelin′ [?] in the lab and now I'm tinderin′
[?] always there to plug me with the medicine
Left swipe, left swipe, left swipe
You ain't what I like
Just some people menu far as I'm considerin′
Yeah
New tab, incognito, you know how it go
I′ll admit it, it's a problem
Got these pictures in my head that′s always puttin' on a
Show, and at this point I don′t know just where I got 'em
No love, yeah
All their faces gettin′ blurry now, just another piece of meat
Ugh
All this got me thinkin' bout my life
Like, "how my future wife gonna compete?"
So what's your addiction? Is it money? Is it girls? Is it weed?
I′ve been afflicted by not one, not two, but all three
And it gets too real when the secrets that I keep behind
The closed doors start to fit the people that are dear to me
Even when I was a youngin,
Mama used to stay up late at night [?] just prayin′ for my purity
And all my brothers tell me if I got a void up in
My life the only thing that really satisfies is Jesus
I ain't prayin′ like I should,
I ain't write in bout a month,
I don′t do it even though I know I need it
But even when I'm [?
] There′s a part of me that always
Seems that it don't really feel the same much

I'm just caught up in the world, caught up in myself,
Caught up in my thoughts, and right now I just want a woman′s touch
Yeah

Late nights, thinkin′ bout you
Them old memories are comin' up
[?] show through the old me that was bottled up
I can′t love you until I learn to love myself
I can't trust you until I learn to trust myself