After Hours

After Hours
Tonight it's a go
You can feel the atmosphere
Smoke in the room
But my vision crystal
I don't know where I was going
When I bumped in to you
In a conversation by the DJ booth
I look up like, what up Drew
He like, what up folk
What you doing after this
You always know where to go
There's an after hours
up on Old National
You can catch a ride
If you're trying to go
After Hours
After hours on a Friday night
Everybody trying to get their fit right
We're low-key, but I'm digging the vibe
Look at shanty, could she be more fine
Neon lights and an exit sign
Nothing but smoke
While they're playing Divide
Ain't nobody on a natural high
We're coming out when it's light outside