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Midnight (Explicit) - Logic
Lyrics by：Arjun Ivatury/Adam Feeney/Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Composed by：Arjun Ivatury/Adam Feeney/Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Everybody know I be know I be
Everybody know I be know I be
Yeah yeah
Everybody know I be
In the club VIP sike not me
Old girl wanna f**k me
Yeah she fine I'ma give her that D
Out with the homies I be sippin' on somethin'
Oh s**t I might need an IV permanently permanently
Ayy Godd**n these b***hes is thirsty
They see a rapper but they ignore the band
I ain't talkin' 'bout musicians you stupid b***h
Talkin' 'bout what's on my hand
B***h I been at and in it for a minute
This all been a part of my plan
Sold millions of records before the radio
D**n it feel good to be the man
Ayy everybody know I be
In the club VIP sike not me
Old girl wanna f**k me
Yeah she fine I'ma give her that D
Out with the homies I be sippin' on somethin'
Oh s**t I might need an IV permanently permanently
Godd**n these b***hes is thirsty
They see a rapper but they ignore the band
I ain't talkin' 'bout musicians you stupid b***h
Talkin' 'bout what's on my hand
B***h I been at and in it for a minute
This all been a part of my plan
Sold millions of records before the radio
D**n it feel good to be the man
Everybody know I be
In the club VIP sike not me
Old girl wanna f**k me
Yeah she fine I'ma give her that D
Out with the homies I be sippin' on somethin'
Oh s**t I might need an IV permanently permanently
Oh no Bobby don't do 'em like that
You gon' f**k around and leave 'em ruined like that
Rattpack the gang they all on my back
Rattpack the gang we do it like that
No don't do 'em like that
You gon' f**k around and leave 'em ruined like that
Rattpack the gang they all on my back
Rattpack the gang we do it like that
The illest that bring it the realest
B***h I came to kill this
They can never bear me just the homies and me
Now we the Grammy family
You made a couple million that s**t is gross
My net is 30 my record clean my flow is dirty right
Real G's move in silence like
Who the common denominator
F**k around and bomb a hater
My flow greater heart darker than Darth Vader
Check the data matter of fact check the state of mind
After I'm finished these
Rappers ain't in a state to rhyme
Straight to your mind now
Feel this s**t like it's some Braille
Way too heavy for the scale
All I know about is bars like I couldn't make the bail
It ain't never room to fail
Only growing and prevail
When my anxiety rise and I feel like I'm in hell
Take a moment and inhale
Count to five then exhale
Then we run that motherf**ker like a marathon
Hits motherf**ker hits
Yeah we 'bout that Barry Bonds
Brace yourself you can't retain me
All that s**t you talkin'
Out your mouth just won't sustain me
Logic pickin' up the slack like denim
Spit it with venom
Never pretend to be somethin' that I'm not
And you ain't s**t when you stand next to me
No kiddin' like vasectomy
Step to me throw disrespect to me
And I'll rearrange your trajectory
Black and white like a piano and I'm proud to be
And f**k whoever tell me I am not allowed to be
I am me I'm a man can I live Godd**n
Yeah I guess this s**t
Right here is just all a part of the plan
Haters gon' hate that's the motherf**kin' sayin'
So much plaque up on my wall I need a dentist
From Maryland to Venice this s**t is worldwide
Step up to the mic and it's a homicide
Oh no Bobby don't do 'em like that
You gon' f**k around and leave 'em ruined like that
Rattpack the gang they all on my back
Rattpack the gang we do it like that
No don't do 'em like that
You gon' f**k around and leave 'em ruined like that
Rattpack the gang they all on my back
Rattpack the gang we do it like that
