Late Night Leftovers

[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

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