Long Nights

[Chorus: Michael Kraun & MonotheMaker]
Long nights, long flights
Shot of bourbon in my cup
Big city, bright lights
Got me swerving in the cut
All day, all night
But the work isn’t enough
Big city, big dreams
And you’re never waking up

[Verse: Michael Kraun]
Look at the world we live in (word up)
Kids got gold grills but no words of wisdom (word up)
I’m tryna grow up ‘fore my girl get pregnant (word up)
I’m tryna blow up ‘fore the world is finished (well, hurry up)
Yet I, space out like Jedis
Steady on my flight, knowing success don’t come overnight like a red eye
Hence why, I write all through the night, don’t you notice these red eyes?
Can’t a kid from Queens do it big like the kid from Bedstuy
Still I, got goals I ain’t accomplished yet
Mad problems I ain’t solved, God knows I’m stressed
I ain’t solved them yet, but I’m obsessed with my quest
I can’t settle for less than the absolute best
Get these kids off of Facebook, playing Russian Roulette
Help out my mama when she older, show her love and respect
A diamond ring for my woman, she the one I confess
And though there might be peaks and valleys, man as long as I got family, I’ll get through...

[Chorus: Michael Kraun & MonotheMaker]
Long nights, long flights
Shot of bourbon in my cup
Big city, bright lights
Got me swerving in the cut
All day, all night
But the work isn’t enough
Big city, big dreams
And you’re never waking up

[Verse 2: Michael Kraun]
I would’ve sacrificed it all
For the cameras and the cars
Living lavish with the stars
That would’ve been my answer if you would’ve asked me when I was small
And yet I can recall
Thinking happiness only came from having it all
When I thought average was worthless
Going savage on verses
Mastered and perfect, giving hand outs just to have an applause
I’m in awe
Of the maturation
I’m getting acclimated to getting accolades and hatred
Fascinated by your lack of patience
Can’t imagine your lack of imagination
For life, uh
Without the ice
You sold your soul, but won’t spit out the price
Long as I got therapy and a wife
You can bury me tonight
But fuck that cause life a bitch
Can you marry us tonight?
On a plane, but the wingspan of my vision carries me throughout the flight
Too busy plotting goals with my brother
Spotting holes in the defense whenever we in the huddle, never fumble

[Chorus: Michael Kraun & MonotheMaker]
Long nights, long flights
Shot of bourbon in my cup (bourbon in my cup)
Big city, bright lights
Got me swerving in the cut (swerving in the cut)
All day, all night
But the work isn’t enough (work isn’t enough)
Big city, big dreams
And you’re never waking up (never waking up)