1000 Nights (feat. Meek Mill & A Boogie Wit da Hoodie)

Oh, I been on for a thousand nights New York to London, different city every day, yeah Playin' on, playin' on, puttin' off fifty-thousand lights Oh, I've been gone so long, gettin' up and gettin' faded So I'm on, keepin' on, stayin' up for a thousand nights This the type of shit we used to dream of (yeah, yeah) Bad bitch look like Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa) Flippin' off a yacht in Ibiza (splash, water) Clear port, hasta la vista Do it all again when we touchdown, everything bust down Teacher said I would lose, I be like, "What now?" I started makin' moves, they showin' me love now Look like a light bulb 'cause bitch I'm the plug now And now you know we poppin', we bubble like soda pop And I see it, I like it, I wake up, pull up, and go and cop it The millions get wired, them Benny hunnids still go in pocket I party with Ed Sheeran, my homies still hold the rocket 'Cause I'm so hood, it don't make no sense Still remember the times I couldn't pay my rent Now, I walk in a stadium, tell 'em, "Play my shit" And they gon' sing like this Oh, I been on for a thousand nights New York to London, different city every day, yeah Playin' on, playin' on, puttin' off fifty-thousand lights Oh, I've been gone so long, gettin' up and gettin' faded So I'm on, keepin' on, stayin' up for a thousand nights Last night I played a show at a stadium in Atlanta Husbands and wives, daddies and daughters with the cameras I never thought it would get this big, but what does it matter? Everything is already part of a plan I remember, damn, me, and my man inside of this Sprinter van Two hundred a night, end of 2010 Stayin' up in every city's Holiday Inn If it wasn't there, then I was at the couch of a friend's Weatherspoon's was an easy option to get a cheaper lunch and £2 pound pint, the waitress maybe leave my number On to the next town, but now it's to the next continent (woo!) And I don't think it's gonna be stoppin' anytime soon Birds eye view, pay my dues for a two-mile queue Don't need to read reviews if you can't do the things I do Oh, let me invite you to my world Oh, I been on for a thousand nights New York to London, different city every day, yeah Playin' on, playin' on, puttin' off fifty-thousand lights Oh, I've been gone so long Gettin' up and gettin' faded (gettin' faded) So I'm on, keepin' on, stayin' up for a thousand nights Hm, I'm so faded, yeah I don't even know how much I made last year I'm so used to bein' on some player shit Cheated on my girlfriend with a fiendish bitch Hoodie on pull up, just like the Reaper, yeah I do this on a regular, make you seem off, yeah St. Laurent, Gucci sweater, the red and green marklet Me and Meek and Ed Sheeran just like the Beatles, yeah From her head to her toe you know she be fría, yeah Everyday I be seein' her in Celine, oh yeah She wanna come closer, but I don't see us there I'm not a regular person, I be low-key all year From New York out to London, she was, she was with me all the time And I've been on the road, so I know she couldn't call my line And I see she got her ass and titties done for a thousand likes Oh, I been on for a thousand nights New York to London, different city every day, yeah Playin' on, playin' on, puttin' off fifty-thousand lights Oh, I've been gone so long, gettin' up and gettin' faded So I'm on, keepin' on, stayin' up for a thousand nights