Tribal - 3AM In The District lyrics

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Tribal - 3AM In The District lyrics

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