| I been up for a thousand nights
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| New York to London, different city every day, yeah
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| Playin' on, playin' on
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| Puttin' up fifty thousand lights
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| I’ve been gone so long, getting up and gettin' faded
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| So I’m on, keepin' on
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| Stayin' up for a thousand nights
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| This the type of shit we used to dream of (Yeah, yeah)
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| Bad bitch, look like Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa)
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| Flippin' off a yacht in Ibiza (Splash, water)
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| Clear port, hasta la vista
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| Do it all again when we touch down
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| Everything bust down
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| Teacher said I would lose
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| I be like, «What now?»
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| I started making moves
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| They showing me love now
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| Lit like a light bulb, 'cause bitch, I’m the plug now
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| And now you know we poppin', we bubble like soda pop and
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| I see it, I like it, I wake up, pull up and go and cop it
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| The millions get wired, them Benny hunnids still go in pocket
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| I party with Ed Sheeran, my homies still hold the rocket
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| 'Cause I’m so hood, it don’t make no sense
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| Still remember the times I couldn’t pay my rent
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| Now I walk in the stadium, tell 'em, play my shit
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| And they gon' sing it like this
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| Well, I been up for a thousand nights
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| New York to London, different city every day, yeah
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| Playin' on, playin' on
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| Puttin' up fifty thousand lights
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| I’ve been gone so long, getting up and gettin' faded
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| So I’m on, keepin' on
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| Stayin' up for a thousand nights
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| Last night I played a show at a stadium in Atlanta
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| Husband and wives, daddies and daughters with the cameras
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| I never thought it would get this big, but what does it matter?
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| Everything is already part of a plan
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| I remember damn, me and my man inside of a Sprinter van
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| Two hundred a night until 2010
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| Stayin' up in every city’s Holiday Inn
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| If it wasn’t there, then I was out there couchin' with friends
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| Wetherspoon’s was an easy option to get a cheaper lunch and
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| Two pound pint, the waitress made me leave my number
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| On to the next town, but now it’s to the next continent (Woo!)
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| And I don’t think it’s gonna be stopping any time soon
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| Birds eye view, paid my dues for a two mile queue
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| Don’t need to read reviews if you can’t do the things I do
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| Let me invite you to my world
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| I been up for a thousand nights
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| New York to London, different city every day, yeah
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| Playin' on, playin' on
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| Puttin' up fifty thousand lights
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| I’ve been gone so long, getting up and gettin' faded (Gettin' faded)
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| So I’m on, keepin' on
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| Stayin' up for a thousand nights
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| I’m so faded, yeah
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| I don’t even know how much I made this year
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| I’m so used to bein' on some player shit
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| Cheated on my girlfriend with a famous bitch
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| Hoodie on pull up just like the reaper, yeah
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| I do this on the regular, make it seem often
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| Saint Laurent, Gucci sweater, the red and green on fleek
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| Me and Meek and Ed Sheeran, just like the Beatles, yeah
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| From her head to her toe you know she be flee, ah yeah
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| Everyday I be seein' her in Celine, ah yeah
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| She wanna come closer but I don’t see her still
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| I’m not a regular person, I be low key, ah yeah
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| From New York out to London, she was, she was with me all the time
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| And I been on the road so long, she couldn’t call my line
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| And now she got her ass and titties done for a thousand likes
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| Well, I been up for a thousand nights
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| New York to London, different city every day
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| Playin' on, playin' on
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| Puttin' up fifty thousand lights
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| I’ve been gone so long, getting up and gettin' faded
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| So I’m on, keepin' on
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| Stayin' up for a thousand nights |