Lately Songtext
von Alabama Nick
Lately Songtext
Pop by the corner store
I need me some amenities
I don′t really come around much
It's hard to get to me
Lately I been on a vibe
Lately I been wanting to ride
No tint on the windows
No It ain′t a rental
Had an epiphany
I'm reaching my crescendo
Mercedes coupe rollin'
You see them headlights
I don′t even pause
For no stop signs or red lights
Crazy thoughts in my brain
Got my head feelin′ light
Still on a paper chase
For that bread thru night
Mama told me slow this shit down
To gimme insight
But I know it's going down
From the morning til the night
I don′t get alotta sleep
Gotta catch a early flight
I'm in another major city
Tryna get it
Mixing boards with the faders
And we tryin′ to hit it
Freaks blazin' in the next room
You know they with it
Hotel lobby waitin′
They want me to hit it
Nah baby
I don't get caught up in the okie doke
You fine as hell lookin' well
Keep that Low key though
I been tryna take it slow
Keeping my shit all on the low
Yeah I know I look familiar
Keep on walkin′ tho
Cause you don′t know me bro
Cause you don't know me bro
And If you ain′t gettin that money
Whatchu doin'homie
Yeah I′m laughing to the bank
Cause that shit be funny
Got that blicka on me
Got that blicka on me
Got that blicka on me
Got Three ounces in my carry on
I wish I had that liquor on me
Pop by the corner store
I need me some amenities
I don't really come around much
It′s hard to get to me
Pop by the corner store
I need me some amenities
Pop by the corner store
I need me some amenities
I don't really come around much
It's hard to get to me
Yeah it′s hard to get to me
Heeeeeey it′s hard to get to me
I need me some amenities
I don′t really come around much
It's hard to get to me
Lately I been on a vibe
Lately I been wanting to ride
No tint on the windows
No It ain′t a rental
Had an epiphany
I'm reaching my crescendo
Mercedes coupe rollin'
You see them headlights
I don′t even pause
For no stop signs or red lights
Crazy thoughts in my brain
Got my head feelin′ light
Still on a paper chase
For that bread thru night
Mama told me slow this shit down
To gimme insight
But I know it's going down
From the morning til the night
I don′t get alotta sleep
Gotta catch a early flight
I'm in another major city
Tryna get it
Mixing boards with the faders
And we tryin′ to hit it
Freaks blazin' in the next room
You know they with it
Hotel lobby waitin′
They want me to hit it
Nah baby
I don't get caught up in the okie doke
You fine as hell lookin' well
Keep that Low key though
I been tryna take it slow
Keeping my shit all on the low
Yeah I know I look familiar
Keep on walkin′ tho
Cause you don′t know me bro
Cause you don't know me bro
And If you ain′t gettin that money
Whatchu doin'homie
Yeah I′m laughing to the bank
Cause that shit be funny
Got that blicka on me
Got that blicka on me
Got that blicka on me
Got Three ounces in my carry on
I wish I had that liquor on me
Pop by the corner store
I need me some amenities
I don't really come around much
It′s hard to get to me
Pop by the corner store
I need me some amenities
Pop by the corner store
I need me some amenities
I don't really come around much
It's hard to get to me
Yeah it′s hard to get to me
Heeeeeey it′s hard to get to me
Writer(s): Tyree La Quan Elliott, Nicholus Travez Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com