Oh, I been on for a thousand nights
New York to London, different city every day, yeah
Playin on, playin on, puttin out fifty-thousand lights
Ive been gone so long, gettin up and gettin faded
So Im 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 lightbulb cause bitch Im 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 Im so hood, it dont make no sense
Still remember the times I couldnt 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 out fifty-thousand lights
Ive been gone so long, gettin up and gettin faded
So Im 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 citys Holiday Inn
If it wasnt there, then I was at the couch of a friends
Weatherspoons was an easy option to get a cheaper lunch and
Two-pound pint, the waitress maybe leave her number
On to the next town, but now its to the next continent (woo!)
And I dont think its gonna be stoppin anytime soon
Birds eye view, pay my dues for a two-mile queue
Dont need to read reviews if you cant 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 out fifty-thousand lights
Ive been gone so long, gettin up and gettin faded (gettin faded)
So Im on, keepin on, stayin up for a thousand nights
Hm, Im so faded, yeah
I dont even know how much I made last year
Im 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 the regular, make it seem often
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 and Selena, yeah
She wanna come closer, but I dont see us there
Im not a regular person, Ive been low-key all year
From New York out to London, she was, she was with me all the time
And Ive been on the road, so I know she couldnt call my line
And now she got her ass and titties done for a thousand likes, mm
Oh, I been on for a thousand nights
New York to London, different city every day, yeah
Playin on, playin on, puttin out fifty-thousand lights
Oh, Ive been gone so long, gettin up and gettin faded
So Im on, keepin on, stayin up for a thousand nights