Late Night Run
D
Dimadinho Joya
male vocals
hip hop
rap
Dusty boom-bap drums with a warm
round bass line and subtle vinyl crackle. Male vocals sit upfront
slightly compressed for grit. Verses ride a swung pocket over chopped jazz keys and muted horn stabs; chorus lifts with stacked call-and-response hooks and a subtle choir pad. Final chorus adds extra ad-libs and a filtered drum drop for a triumphant close.
Créé le avr. 14, 2026
Paroles
[Intro]
Windows down
City hums
Heart on high
Money crumbs (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Missed calls from my mom again
Text reads, “Boy, when you comin’ in?”
I’ve been chasin’ these tiny wins
Same shoes, same street, same spin
Brown bag with the food stamp crease
Lil bro countin’ every piece
I tell him, “We gon’ eat in peace”
Even if I barely sleep a week (uh)
[Chorus]
This that late night run, I’m still outside
Tryna turn these fears into my pride
If it all falls down, I’ll still survive
‘Cause I bet it on my name, not just the hype
This that late night run, I’m still on go
Pockets stay low but my hope don’t fold
If it all falls down, I’ll still be bold
I ain’t chasin’ just the gold, I’m chasin’ soul (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Used to write on the back of bills
Ink bled where the coffee spilled
Dreams cheap but the price is real
Whole block tryna sign a deal
Old head at the corner store
Said, “You loud, but you could learn more”
“Use pain like a open door
Walk through ‘fore it close for sure” (facts)
Slow grind on a borrowed time
Still broke but I’m in my prime
Every “no” just sharp my lines
Every loss draw borderlines (uh)
[Chorus]
This that late night run, I’m still outside
Tryna turn these fears into my pride
If it all falls down, I’ll still survive
‘Cause I bet it on my name, not just the hype
This that late night run, I’m still on go
Pockets stay low but my hope don’t fold
If it all falls down, I’ll still be bold
I ain’t chasin’ just the gold, I’m chasin’ soul (oh yeah)
[Bridge]
Who gon’ ride when the light cut?
Who gon’ stay when the mic shut? (who?)
If it’s me and my doubt in the dark
I still talk like I’m head of the charts
‘Cause I came from the back of the back row
Hand-me-down jacket and cracked phone
Now I stand on the curb like a landmark
Turn a bad start to a last spark (hey!)
[Chorus]
This that late night run, I’m still outside
Tryna turn these fears into my pride
If it all falls down, I’ll still survive
‘Cause I bet it on my name, not just the hype
This that late night run, I’m still on go
Pockets stay low but my hope don’t fold
If it all falls down, I’ll still be bold
I ain’t chasin’ just the gold, I’m chasin’ soul (yeah, yeah)
Windows down
City hums
Heart on high
Money crumbs (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Missed calls from my mom again
Text reads, “Boy, when you comin’ in?”
I’ve been chasin’ these tiny wins
Same shoes, same street, same spin
Brown bag with the food stamp crease
Lil bro countin’ every piece
I tell him, “We gon’ eat in peace”
Even if I barely sleep a week (uh)
[Chorus]
This that late night run, I’m still outside
Tryna turn these fears into my pride
If it all falls down, I’ll still survive
‘Cause I bet it on my name, not just the hype
This that late night run, I’m still on go
Pockets stay low but my hope don’t fold
If it all falls down, I’ll still be bold
I ain’t chasin’ just the gold, I’m chasin’ soul (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Used to write on the back of bills
Ink bled where the coffee spilled
Dreams cheap but the price is real
Whole block tryna sign a deal
Old head at the corner store
Said, “You loud, but you could learn more”
“Use pain like a open door
Walk through ‘fore it close for sure” (facts)
Slow grind on a borrowed time
Still broke but I’m in my prime
Every “no” just sharp my lines
Every loss draw borderlines (uh)
[Chorus]
This that late night run, I’m still outside
Tryna turn these fears into my pride
If it all falls down, I’ll still survive
‘Cause I bet it on my name, not just the hype
This that late night run, I’m still on go
Pockets stay low but my hope don’t fold
If it all falls down, I’ll still be bold
I ain’t chasin’ just the gold, I’m chasin’ soul (oh yeah)
[Bridge]
Who gon’ ride when the light cut?
Who gon’ stay when the mic shut? (who?)
If it’s me and my doubt in the dark
I still talk like I’m head of the charts
‘Cause I came from the back of the back row
Hand-me-down jacket and cracked phone
Now I stand on the curb like a landmark
Turn a bad start to a last spark (hey!)
[Chorus]
This that late night run, I’m still outside
Tryna turn these fears into my pride
If it all falls down, I’ll still survive
‘Cause I bet it on my name, not just the hype
This that late night run, I’m still on go
Pockets stay low but my hope don’t fold
If it all falls down, I’ll still be bold
I ain’t chasin’ just the gold, I’m chasin’ soul (yeah, yeah)