| What you scared, do you pass or something? |
| What you think? All your friends gon' laugh or something? Yeah |
| I feel good to wake up and go after something |
| I’m with the pack of good boys, we all good old boys, yeah |
| Looking back at the good old days |
| We got big ass cribs now but it’s all the same |
| We got big ass bills now and it’s all getting paid |
| We got big ass thrills now and then it all got lame, yeah |
| I’m living on chill now, I’m living for real now |
| It isn’t the same, but that’s okay |
| And the night, yeah, none of this doesn’t feel right |
| None of it doesn’t feel right |
| Livin' in the middle of the night |
| And the night got young, no, I’m not done |
| The smoke fillin' up my nose |
| And then it got old again |
| Then it all got old again (Yeah, ayy) |
| And I’m still here but I’m not all there |
| I can’t believe that I’m still here, I’m over it |
| And goddamn, now I’m over it (Yeah) |
| And the night got young |
| And the night got young (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Yeah, I never wanted it to change |
| We was hopin' it would always be the same |
| Then it’s half past ten and you have some sleep |
| And whatever happened, how it had to be |
| And now again old |
| Night got young |
| Tryna let you know |
| I been tryna let you know |
| That I can’t anymore |
| It all got old |
| It all got old |
| And goddamn, that got old again (Yeah) |
| And the night got young, no, I’m not done |
| The smoke fillin' up my nose |
| And then it got old again |
| And goddamn, that got old again (It got old, it got old, ayy) |
| And I’m still here but I’m not all there |
| I can’t believe that I’m still here, I’m over it |
| And goddamn, now I’m over it (Yeah, yeah-yeah) |
| And the night got young (Uh, woah, yeah) |
| And the night got young (Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah) |
| It all got old (Yeah) |
| It all got old (Yeah) |
| It all got old again, old again (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| It all got old |