(Verse 1) Yeah, another night, another flight I probably shouldn't be on Got a view of the city I built this legacy upon You sending texts at 3 a.m. 'cause you saw I was online Talking 'bout the old times, talking 'bout what you find When you search my name and shock yourself with how much has changed Used to be so simple, now it's complicated, I guess that's strange You remember the condo on the east side, the one near the water? Now I'm making moves you can't trace, decisions getting harder I used to make the anthems, the ones for the real ones Now I just make deposits and pray I don't lose the feel, hun. (Chorus) 'Cause it's a late text, at the wrong time, on the wrong night You know the spotlight ain't got no dimmer switch, it's just bright And I can't be seen with the ghost of a past I had to leave Used to believe in forever, now I just believe in me Yeah, just me and the crew, no time for déjà vu The 6 God, always running, what else am I supposed to do? (Verse 2) You ask if I'm happy, that's a question I avoid My soul with no leak at the seam, but I'm feeling kinda void I'm either in the studio 'til the sun's out, or I'm overseas Trying to find some peace of mind, floating on the breeze They say I'm in my feelings, but I'm just telling the story Got 'em talking 'bout the big three, man, it's just big me in this category From the bottom to the top, with no handouts, just my own sound You want to come back now, when I'm the king of the town? Nah, this ain't a diss, it's a fact, I'm just laying down the facts If you're reading this, it's too late, check the plaques (Chorus) 'Cause it's a late text, at the wrong time, on the wrong night You know the spotlight ain't got no dimmer switch, it's just bright And I can't be seen with the ghost of a past I had to leave Used to believe in forever, now I just believe in me Yeah, just me and the crew, no time for déjà vu The 6 God, always running, what else am I supposed to do? (Bridge) You got short memories, I got long money It used to be funny, now it's just kind of tragic How we went from something real to just a little bit of magic That faded when the fame came, when the cameras started flashing Now I'm dodging AI covers and industry plants, the new fashion Trying to stay authentic, while the whole world keeps on crashing Around me, but I stand tall, like I'm made of concrete Still hitting that high note, still blending the R&B (Outro) Late text... wrong time. Yeah. You know who it is. OVO Sound, forever. We out here, always. Don't hit me in the morning.

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