Amber Mark - Foreign Things

Uh, gold on the ceiling
Do it for the feeling
Not for the paycheck, yeah
Uh, rolling palm trees, yeah
No stress season
Feet up and I’m laid back So high, can’t even take my jacket off
Smoke from my lips look like exhaust
Gotta feed ya creatures when you in the dark
So deep, get your Uber lost Foreign things meant for me and I know that
Making new friends and drinking all night
Maybe I’ll back a bag and not go back
If you need me, I’ll be here all damn night Hop up on my throne, I’ll feel alive
Feel like I could do this every night
Maybe it’s a blessing in the skies
Maybe it’s a blеssing in the— I been speaking gibberish, еy, ey
Give no fuck ’bout what ya have to say
That’s a promise I’ma make it
I, I, on my mama, hand up to the sky Nothing gon’ put on my fire
Go on, let them try it just gets higher
I ain’t gon’ change, cradle to the grave, uh-uh Foreign things meant for me and I know that (Woo)
Making new friends and drinking all night
Maybe I’ll back a bag and not go back
If you need me, I’ll be here all damn night Hop up on my throne, I’ll feel alive
Feel like I could do this every night
Maybe it’s a blessing in the skies
Maybe it’s a blessing in the— All night, all night, all night
All night, all night
All night, all night, all night
All night, all night (Yeah, yeah) Foreign things meant for me and I know that
Making new friends and drinking all night
Maybe I’ll back a bag and not go back
If you need me, I’ll be here all damn night (Hop up on my throne, I’ll feel alive)
I’ll be here all damn night
(Feel like I could do this every night)
I’ll be here all damn night All night, all night, all night
All night, all night, all night
All night, all night, all night
All night, all night, all night (Yeah, yeah)