Hook:
Lonely district nights are taking me by surprise
I remember things were different back then
With those Harbor House drives
And the seats up in your ride
I remember things were better as friends
Cause we ain't those teenagers no more
We shouldn't be here no more
We belong in cla**rooms and dorms
Not in our childhood homes
It's 3AM in The District
And I miss this, and I need you
And we're miscreants
It's lonely in the district
Verse 1:
Tell me once so I don't have to hear it again
I ain't like all these games you be playing in text
I ain't like all these lames that you keep in your deck
Gotta cut a couple off so a real man can flex
I heard a lot about you from the boy
Self centered, independent
But you still be unemployed
Funny sh** 'cause you only go to school part time
What you doing in those hours? 'Cause your media's dry
It's a characteristic that I awfully admire
A lil mystery's intriguing and you got me inspired
Writing songs about a lady that I ain't ever wired
But we f**ed so good, I had you singing to choirs
Bout our love, drunk, tucked up, Louis the Child
Bumpin SnowGlobe on our coast, the SnowTape is wild
Ain't gon' lie, I ain't felt a feel like this in while
So when you up and leave, I'll be quick in denial
It's so lonely
Hook:
Lonely district nights are taking me by surprise
I remember things were different back then
With those Harbor House drives
And the seats up in your ride
I remember things were better as friends
Cause we ain't those teenagers no more
We shouldn't be here no more
We belong in cla**rooms and dorms
Not in our childhood homes
It's 3AM in The District
And I miss this, and I need you
And we're miscreants
It's lonely in the district
Verse 2:
Pop a molly, now I'm sweating on the second night
Got another shawty coming ‘fore the Monday flight
Scooping Coop up on the drive with some Coors Light
Gon' be back at 9, get ready, tell the hoes slide
Jamie and PG in for a ride
I've been burning cigs down so the voice is hella dry
Newports in my lungs, I can feel the beach vibe
Not a PCH Vibe but the mood's hella right
Only hookah and vodka up in this garage
And the roof that's on top of us is the beyond
Tryna find a reason to get you up in the bedroom
So we can smash, crash, let the blast get your head too
I ain't tryna lead you on, I'm tryna please you
For a night belong to me, I'll seed you
I ain't tryna keep you long, go when you need to
So when my ex hit my phone
I'll be free to get up in those jeans too
Hook:
Lonely district nights are taking me by surprise
I remember things were different back then
With those Harbor House drives
And the seats up in your ride
I remember things were better as friends
Cause we ain't those teenagers no more
We shouldn't be here no more
We belong in cla**rooms and dorms
Not in our childhood homes
It's 3AM in The District
And I miss this, and I need you
And we're miscreants
It's lonely in the district