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Midnight Call
R&B/Soul
Midnight Call was released on March 17, 2023 by FYE FYE SAUCE as a part of the album Midnight Call - Single
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Release DateMarch 17, 2023
LabelFYE FYE SAUCE
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM109

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LAYNE
LAYNE
Songwriter
Ben Weaver
Ben Weaver
Songwriter

Lyrics

Aye, aye, aye, aye
Can't wait 'til I get that midnight call
All i want, what I want, all I want
Can't wait 'til I get that midnight call
Hit my phone, yeah that's all I want
Can't wait 'til I get that midnight call
Hit my phone, girl that's all I want
Met her under the disco ball
Later that night she was hitting my blunt
That girl wanna party all night long
Got her in the whip, singing all my songs
Shorty wanna fuck with me, she know what I'm on
Numb to the pain, everything that she want
I call her, it go straight to voicemail
She told me she love me, but oh well
Low key I been feeling so lonely
OG, what I'm rolling, I'm floating
She told me don't go off the deep end
I dove in, she watch me just sink in
Want no friends, but got plenty demons
Play pretend, like what was I thinking?
Up all night to the sun rise
We gon' fight, but still fuck right?
She my type, but not by my side
I'm gon' ride but I don't know why
We on the phone 'til 12
Late night calling me on her cell
Laying in the bed all by herself
Without me, yeah baby you melt
Pull in her driveway, see her light on in the room
You know it's a Friday, do what I gotta do to get to you
Can't wait 'til I get that midnight call
Hit my phone, girl that's all I want
Met her under the disco ball
Later that night she was hitting my blunt
That girl wanna party all night long
Got her in the whip, singing all my songs
Shorty wanna fuck with me, she know what I'm on
Numb to the pain, everything that she want
Now she call me, I don't wanna pick up
Play me once, I won't let you trick me
I know that you were just a hiccup
Passion in your eyes when you kiss me
You got all of my emotions mixed up
Please don't tell me that you really miss me
Now my heart it needs a lil' fix up
Please don't touch me, girl you cannot fix me
I met a new girl on the dance floor, really smooth with it, she groovy
You were his but you transformed into mine, now let's make a movie
Sorry boy, no, you can't afford that girl, she too boujee
Throw a party, fuck the landlord, this ain't nothing new to me
Her voice always soothing me, but she's way too rude to me
In the end she's not choosing me
Money talk, speak it fluently
But the money talk back, always
Still remember making plays in the hallway
They would talk, now I walk down on broadway
Where would I be if I listen to what they all say?
Yeah they all fake, can't fuck with ya, yeah you all lame
Stunting on these hoes, got 'em salty
Yet shawty still on my mind all damn day
Can't wait 'til I get that midnight call
Hit my phone, girl that's all I want
Met her under the disco ball
Later that night she was hitting my blunt
That girl wanna party all night long
Got her in the whip, singing all my songs
Shorty wanna fuck with me, she know what I'm on
Numb to the pain, everything that she want
I call her, it go straight to voicemail
She told me she love me, but oh well
Low key I been feeling so lonely
OG, what I'm rolling, I'm floating
Written by: Ben Weaver, Layne Reeher
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