Cold Night City

Everybody I know, Drinking on Merlot slow

You ain't got to touch it though, We always making money grow

You know ima be that man, Wrap that money rubber bands

You see I got other plans, You just love another man

On my feet, Ima run it to the sky

All these dreams I been making every night

Every time that we'd argue and we'd fight

I'd drive away looking at these street lights

All these fake friends, all the fake love

All to make ends but I'm taking off the gloves

All this war inside my heart

Is driving me insane so we're drifting apart