Midnight
This feeling I can't kill it
Feel like I lost my soul
I'm tryna get it back
My goals on hold
And still ain't never slack
Can't sleep at night
My dreams ain't right
Staring at the ceiling
Its a quarter after midnight
My zaza way too sticky
That money came I spent it
You from the killing city
Grams told me don't never forget it
All them crimes that I committed
Parole never getting lifted
I ain't moping
I'm just hoping my fans hear me
Put them guns up
Tryna have a little fun bruh
You can't harm us
I can't even count on karma
I know I then did some dirt
So why that mean i gotta hurt
I'm only 20 and for damn sure I ain't perfect
But for certain
I won't go out like no hoe
I won't ever leave my pole
Catch me posted by the store
They pull up it's time to roll
Paranoid trying to get back to old me
Police trying to control me
Turning in my bed
Hoping i don't OD
Reminiscing 'bout the bitches I then fucked over
Like fuck it let the next nigga have my leftovers
You lucky yeah I fucked her
But she still won't ever love me
To her I'm just a buster
'Cause of you she always mug me
That pussy bone dry she let me down
Tell me how you so fine
And I ain't drown
Bitches deceiving
Gave it all and ain't receive it
Won't ever find her heart 'cause that Bitch covered up with cleavage
Just leave it
Feel like I lost my soul
I'm trying to get it back
My goals on hold
And still ain't never slack
Can't sleep at night
My dreams ain't right
Staring at the ceiling
Its a quarter after midnight
My zaza way to sticky
That money came I spent it
You from the killing city
Grams told me don't never forget it
All them crimes that I committed
Parole never getting lifted
I ain't moping
I'm just hoping my fans hear me
My fans hear me
I'm just hoping my fans hear me
I hope you hear me
I pray to God that you feel me
Feel like I lost my soul
I'm tryna get it back
My goals on hold
And still ain't never slack
Can't sleep at night
My dreams ain't right
Staring at the ceiling
Its a quarter after midnight
My zaza way too sticky
That money came I spent it
You from the killing city
Grams told me don't never forget it
All them crimes that I committed
Parole never getting lifted
I ain't moping
I'm just hoping my fans hear me
Put them guns up
Tryna have a little fun bruh
You can't harm us
I can't even count on karma
I know I then did some dirt
So why that mean i gotta hurt
I'm only 20 and for damn sure I ain't perfect
But for certain
I won't go out like no hoe
I won't ever leave my pole
Catch me posted by the store
They pull up it's time to roll
Paranoid trying to get back to old me
Police trying to control me
Turning in my bed
Hoping i don't OD
Reminiscing 'bout the bitches I then fucked over
Like fuck it let the next nigga have my leftovers
You lucky yeah I fucked her
But she still won't ever love me
To her I'm just a buster
'Cause of you she always mug me
That pussy bone dry she let me down
Tell me how you so fine
And I ain't drown
Bitches deceiving
Gave it all and ain't receive it
Won't ever find her heart 'cause that Bitch covered up with cleavage
Just leave it
Feel like I lost my soul
I'm trying to get it back
My goals on hold
And still ain't never slack
Can't sleep at night
My dreams ain't right
Staring at the ceiling
Its a quarter after midnight
My zaza way to sticky
That money came I spent it
You from the killing city
Grams told me don't never forget it
All them crimes that I committed
Parole never getting lifted
I ain't moping
I'm just hoping my fans hear me
My fans hear me
I'm just hoping my fans hear me
I hope you hear me
I pray to God that you feel me
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Lavalais
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