Reeboks Or the Nikes

There's a difference between like and love Because I like my Skechers But I love my Prada backpack (This is the rhythm of the night) (This is the rhythm of the night) (This is the rhythm of the) I've been workin' on this shit since 2016, yeah With the iPhone 6 with the big cracked screen It don't matter if you call, leave a text Hit my DM or just pull up and hit me direct Go ahead and tell me, "Jakey, it's just not your day" All I know is that you really need to get away You took my motherfuckin' nights You took my motherfuckin' days I'm never feeling like it's right I wanna give this all away You took my motherfuckin' minutes and days and weeks and years All of my hopes and dreams and fears are gone This is the only way I know (This is the rhythm of the night) This is the sound of letting go (This is the rhythm of the night) This is the sound of letting go (This is the rhythm of the) And I'd be lying if I said that I ain't tryin' this a hundred times So sick and tired of these blanks in my lines, I'm out of my mind I can't decide if I love it, or I like it, I leave it, or I fight it I'm pickin' sides, like the Broncos or the Vikings The Reeboks or the Nikes Maybe just say fuck it and just roll with it? You ain't got a lot of time left to toy with it Bet it's fine, bet it's fine, bet it's worse, bet it's worse Take your time just to find out that no matter what it hurts What you say, what you know where you go to when you try to be alone Chalk it up and try again, just let me know, is it me or is it time? I'm heading home You took my motherfuckin' nights and days You took my motherfuckin' light away And now I wanna give it all today Live like I already left yesterday 7:30 on a Friday Haven't slept a wink, I lie awake I think it's time for me to finally show this is the only way I know (This is the rhythm of the night) This is the sound of letting go (This is the rhythm of the night) This is the sound of letting go (This is the rhythm of-)