Oh, I been up for a thousand nightsNew York to London, different city every dayPlayin’ on, playin’ on, putting up 50 thousand lightsOh, I’ve been gone so long, gettin’ up and gettin’ fadedSo I’m on, keepin’ onStayin’ up for a thousand nightsThis the type of shit we used to dream of (Yeah, yeah)Bad bitch look like Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa)Flippin’ off a yacht in Ibiza (Splash, water)Clear port, hasta la vista!Do it all again when we touchdownEverything bust downTeacher said I would lose, I be like, « What now? « I started makin’ moves, they showin’ me love nowLit like a light bulb ’cause, bitch, I’m the plug nowAnd now you know we poppingWe bubble like soda popAnd I see it, I like it, I wake upPull up, and go and cop itThe millions get wiredThem bunny hunnids still go in pocketI party with Ed Sheeran, my homies still hold the rocket’Cause I’m so hood, it don’t make no senseStill remember the times I couldn’t pay my rentNow, I walk in a stadium, tell ’em, « Play my shit »And they gon’ sing like thisOh, I been up for a thousand nightsNew York to London, different city every dayPlayin’ on, playin’ on, putting up 50 thousand lightsOh, I’ve been gone so long, gettin’ up and gettin’ fadedSo I’m on, keepin’ onStayin’ up for a thousand nightsLast night, I played a show at a stadium in AtlantaHusband and wives, daddies and daughters with the camerasI never thought it would get this bigBut what does it matter?Everything is already part of a planI remember, damn, me and my man inside of this Sprinter van200 a night, end of 2010Stayin’ up in every city’s Holiday InnIf it wasn’t here, then I was at the couch of a friend’sWetherspoon’s was an easy optionTo get a cheaper lunch£2 pint, the waitress maybe leave her numberOn to the next town, but now it’s to the next continent (Woo)And I don’t think it’s gonna be stoppin’ anytime soonBirds eye view, pay my dues for a two-mile queueDon’t need to read reviews if you can’t do the things I doOh, let me invite you to my worldOh, I been up for a thousand nightsNew York to London, different city every dayPlayin’ on, playin’ on, putting up 50 thousand lightsOh, I’ve been gone so long, gettin’ up and gettin’ fadedSo I’m on, keepin’ onStayin’ up for a thousand nightsMM, I’m so faded, yeahI don’t even know how much I made this yearI’m so used to bein’ on some player shitCheated on my girlfriend with a famous bitchHoodie on pull up, just like the Reaper, yeahI do this on a regular, make it seem unfairSt. Laurent, Gucci sweater, the red and green MonclerMe and Meek and Ed Sheeran just like the Beatles, yeahFrom her head to her toe, she know she be flee, oh yeahEveryday, I be seein’ her in Celine, oh yeahShe wanna come closer, but I don’t see us thereI’m not a regular person, I be low-key, oh yeahFrom New York out to LondonShe wish she was with me all the timeAnd I’ve been on the road so longShe couldn’t call my lineAnd now she got her ass and titties done for a thousand likesOh, I been up for a thousand nightsNew York to London, different city every dayPlayin’ on, playin’ on, putting up 50 thousand lightsOh, I’ve been gone so long, gettin’ up and gettin’ fadedSo I’m on, keepin’ onStayin’ up for a thousand nights