[Intro] Two phones, both dead One heart, all red Dark thoughts, bright chain Same ride, new pain (yeah) [Verse 1] Ash in the tray, still burnin' Text you, then I start cursin' Blue ticks, I keep on learnin' Love cheap, but this habit turnin' Backseat full of my demons Front seat full of my sins Back home, mama still prayin' I cash out, then I dive back in Whole crib silent, mind loud Scrollin' through the hate, feel proud? Liquor on the counter like a friend Tell me that it’s fine, then it ends I been tryna outrun my reflection Every bottle just blurs my direction Every DM just feeds my addiction Every night feel like new confession (yeah) [Chorus] These late night lullabies Got me singin' to my vices Gold teeth, bloodshot eyes Still I dance around the crisis I’m too high to apologize Too low not to try it Fame just sharpened all my knives These late night, late night lullabies (yeah) [Verse 2] New crib, still feel boxed in Big safe, but my soul locked in I was broke, now the talk top ten Same pain, just a new top spin I turned trauma to a ticket, now the wrist on flood Turned the rumors to a business, now we bathe in suds Turned the heartbreak to a heartless buzz You ain’t with me from the dirt? You can watch from the club (yeah, yeah) Big body roll through the city like it owe me Used to get curved, now the same ones wanna know me Hit decline twice, let it ring for the old me (brrt) Tell 'em I’m fine, but the voice still choke me Countin' up wins, still losin' my sleep Everybody eatin', but I’m starvin' deep Got a hundred new plots, same old grief Got a billion-up dream, still a hole in the seat (facts) [Chorus] These late night lullabies Got me singin' to my vices Gold teeth, bloodshot eyes Still I dance around the crisis I’m too high to apologize Too low not to try it Fame just sharpened all my knives These late night, late night lullabies (yeah, yeah) [Bridge] Pray on my knees, then I’m back on the road Tell God I’ll change, then I’m back in my mode (uh) Whole life sold for a diamond code How I feel so rich, but I’m still this cold? [Chorus] These late night lullabies Got me singin' to my vices Gold teeth, bloodshot eyes Still I dance around the crisis I’m too high to apologize Too low not to try it Fame just sharpened all my knives These late night, late night lullabies (late night) These late night, late night lullabies (yeah)

rap, Melodic trap-rap with male vocals: spacious, moody synth pads over lumbering Southern low-end and crisp, up-front snares. Verses ride a half-sung, pain-tinged flow that leans into harmonic minor toplines; hook smooths into a catchy, almost R&B phrasing with stacked harmonies and airy ad-libs. First verse intimate and confessional, second verse ramps into aggressive flex energy with quicker cadences and ad-lib callouts. Sub-bass dominates the low spectrum; subtle reversed textures and delay throws add a hazy, nocturnal feel., moody, smooth

Late Night Lullabies