

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Mic on the counter Takeout on the floor Text from my mom sayin' "Boy, are you sure?" Bills on the table Dreams on the dash Scrollin' through my failures Like a highlight mash Clock hits 2 Still wide awake Whole block quiet But my thoughts quake Talk tough daily Alone, I cave Arguin' with shadows I still save face [Chorus] It's them late night leftovers On my mind, on my soul (yeah) All the words I ain't say All the dreams on hold Runnin' laps in my head Round and round we go It's them late night leftovers That I never let go (never let go) [Verse 2] Friend hit my phone Say he movin' out state "Bro, I gotta bounce Can't keep livin' off fate" I laugh in a voice note Say I get it, that's fine But I stare at my ceiling Thinkin' "shoulda been mine" Dad in my ear From a call last year "Son, be a man" But he ain't been here I pour cheap hope In a plastic cup Every sip just show me What I still ain't done [Chorus] It's them late night leftovers On my mind, on my soul (on my soul) All the words I ain't say All the dreams on hold Runnin' laps in my head Round and round we go (round we go) It's them late night leftovers That I never let go (never let go) [Bridge] If I don't change now Then when, then when? (huh) If I don't stand up I'll bend again So I write one plan In this cracked screen glow Hit save, hit send Then I whisper "let's go" (let's go) [Chorus] It's them late night leftovers On my mind, on my soul All the words I ain't say All the dreams on hold Runnin' laps in my head Round and round we go It's them late night leftovers But I'm learnin' to let go (yeah) I'm learnin' to let go
Tags
rap, Moody trap beat with sparse keys, deep 808 glide, and crisp hi-hats. Male vocals, close-mic’d and intimate in the verses; hook opens with wider stereo ad-libs and doubled lead. Slow head-nod tempo, low-end heavy mix, subtle pitch-shifted backing vox on key lines to give a hazy, late-night feel., hip hop
2:12
No
3/18/2026