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)