Foreign Things

Uh, gold on the ceiling Do it for the feeling Not for the paycheck, yeah Uh, rolling palm trees, yeah No stress season Feet up and I'm laid back (back) So high, can't even take my jacket off Smoke from my lips look like exhaust Gotta feed ya creatures when you in the dark So deep, get your Uber lost Foreign things meant for me and I know that Making new friends and drinking all night Maybe I'll pack a bag and not go back If you need me, I'll be here all damn night Hop up on my throne, I'll feel alive Feel like I could do this every night Maybe it's a blessing disguise Maybe it's a blessing in di- I been speaking gibberish, ayy, ayy Give no fuck 'bout what ya have to say That's a promise I'ma make it, I, I On my mama, hand up to the sky Nothing gon' put on my fire Go on, let them try it just gets higher I ain't gon' change cradle to the grave, uh-uh Foreign things meant for me and I know that (woo) Making new friends and drinking all night Maybe I'll pack a bag and not go back If you need me, I'll be here all damn night Hop up on my throne, I'll feel alive Feel like I could do this every night Maybe it's a blessing disguise Maybe it's a blessing in di- All night, all night, all night All night, all night All night, all night, all night All night, all night (yeah, yeah) Foreign things meant for me and I know that Making new friends and drinking all night Maybe I'll pack a bag and not go back If you need me, I'll be here all damn night Hop up on my throne, I'll feel alive I'll be here all damn night Feel like I could do this every night I'll be here all damn night All night, all night, all night All night, all night, all night All night, all night, all night All night, all night, all night (yeah, yeah)