So Late

When I hit the club I swear I rage until it closes Drowning in those drinks because that shit just help me focus Bitches switching up and then they act like I ain't notice Stacking up my bread and you don't really even know shit I hit the club so late I don't know time or day I hit the club so late, so late, yeah I don't know the day, the day, yeah I'ma run it up With some rum that's in my cup Never gave a fuck I put in all this work, this shit ain't ever luck Working every night Until I'm living right Until I'm shining bright Until it's flight to flight If you hatin' I suggest you don't, yeah, yeah, yeah Nothing that you do can make me fold, yeah, yeah, yeah Soon I'll make some records that are gold, yeah, yeah, yeah Making so much heat it's feeling cold, alright When I hit the club I swear I rage until it closes Drowning in those drinks because that shit just help me focus Bitches switching up and then they act like I ain't notice Stacking up my bread and you don't really even know shit I hit the club so late I don't know time or day I hit the club so late, so late, yeah I don't know the day, the day, yeah