Ay, midnight in Prague
Midnight in Prague
Midnight in Prague
Spendin' money abroad, yeah
Yeah
Yeah (Kinfolk Jon)
Ay, what?
Yeah, ay

Midnight in Prague
Spendin' money abroad
Fuckin' bitches abroad (what?)
Cannot tell what she off
But she can tell that I'm on
And they can tell that I'm on
She can tell that I'm on
They can tell that I'm on, yeah

Midnight in Prague (what?)
Spendin' money abroad
Fuckin' bitches abroad
Cannot tell what she off
But she can tell that I'm on
And they can tell that I'm on
She can tell that I'm on
They can tell that I'm on

She said she need a follow back
The most you'll get is a cap
And then she stormed, but out the door
She said she'll see me at four
Anxiety start to kick my ass (anxiety, ass)
I think I need to pop more (what?)
Feel like I'm drownin' in the ocean
And I'll never see the coast again
Put all of my faith into this God
They told me I should trust
I feel the inner demon
He's tellin' me this treason (what?)
I'm lookin' for a reason
I woke up on the floor
Ambition on the ceilin'
Yeah, how do I reach it?

And all the foes tellin' lies, no, I cannot believe that
And if my friends see me die, hope I was not bleedin'
I spend a night up abroad, I spend a night out in Prague
Rockin' anything but Gucci, see me Yves Saint Laurent

Midnight in Prague
Spendin' money abroad
Fuckin' bitches abroad (what?)
Cannot tell what she off
But she can tell that I'm on
And they can tell that I'm on
She can tell that I'm on
They can tell that I'm on, yeah

Midnight in Prague (what?)
Spendin' money abroad
Fuckin' bitches abroad
Cannot tell what she off
But she can tell that I'm on
And they can tell that I'm on
She can tell that I'm on
They can tell that I'm on

And how you go your whole life without ever bein' heard?
Don't wanna die with your pride covered all on your shirt
Don't wanna die, be on the other side watchin' 'em cry
Mama hold your cold hand, thinkin' why she alive
Wishing her son thought more and just swallowed his pride
And nothin' would've happened if his passport denied
Screamin' out to the heavens, cannot go back in time
Screamin' out to the heavens, cannot go back in time
Like, what's up?

Midnight in Prague
Spendin' money abroad
Fuckin' bitches abroad (what?)
Cannot tell what she off
But she can tell that I'm on
And they can tell that I'm on
She can tell that I'm on
They can tell that I'm on, yeah

Midnight in Prague (what?)
Spendin' money abroad
Fuckin' bitches abroad
Cannot tell what she off
But she can tell that I'm on
And they can tell that I'm on
She can tell that I'm on
They can tell that I'm on

What? Huh
Yeah, ay