Lyrics Midnight - CrossFade
Everybody
know
I
be—
Everybody
know
I
be—
Yeah,
yeah...
Everybody
know
I
be—
In
the
club
VIP,
sike,
not
me
Old
girl
wanna
fuck
me
Yeah,
she
fine,
I'ma
give
her
that
D
Out
with
the
homies,
I
be
sippin'
on
somethin'
Oh
shit,
I
might
need
an
IV,
permanently,
permanently
Ayy,
goddamn,
these
bitches
is
thirsty
They
see
a
rapper
but
they
ignore
the
band
I
ain't
talkin'
'bout
musicians,
you
stupid
bitch
Talkin'
'bout
what's
on
my
hand
Bitch,
I
been
at
and
in
it
for
a
minute
This
all
been
a
part
of
my
plan
Sold
millions
of
records
before
the
radio
Damn,
it
feel
good
to
be
the
man
Ayy,
everybody
know
I
be—
In
the
club
VIP,
sike,
not
me
Old
girl
wanna
fuck
me
Yeah,
she
fine,
I'ma
give
her
that
D
Out
with
the
homies,
I
be
sippin'
on
somethin'
Oh
shit,
I
might
need
an
IV,
permanently,
permanently
Goddamn,
these
bitches
is
thirsty
They
see
a
rapper
but
they
ignore
the
band
I
ain't
talkin'
'bout
musicians,
you
stupid
bitch
Talkin'
'bout
what's
on
my
hand
Bitch,
I
been
at
and
in
it
for
a
minute
This
all
been
a
part
of
my
plan
Sold
millions
of
records
before
the
radio
Damn,
it
feel
good
to
be
the
man
Everybody
know
I
be—
In
the
club
VIP,
sike,
not
me
Old
girl
wanna
fuck
me
Yeah,
she
fine,
I'ma
give
her
that
D
Out
with
the
homies,
I
be
sippin'
on
somethin'
Oh
shit,
I
might
need
an
IV,
permanently,
permanently
Oh
no
Bobby,
don't
do
'em
like
that
You
gon'
fuck
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'
fuck
around
and
leave
'em
ruined
like
that
RattPack
the
gang,
they
all
on
my
back
RattPack
the
gang,
we
do
it
like
that
Yeah,
uh
The
illest
that
bring
it,
the
realest
Bitch,
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
it,
it's
gross
My
net
is
30,
my
record
clean,
my
flow
is
dirty,
right?
Real
G's
move
in
silence
like—
Who
the
common
denominator?
Fuck
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
shit
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
motherfucker
like
a
marathon
Hits,
motherfucker,
hits,
yeah
we
'bout
that
Barry
Bonds
Brace
yourself,
you
can't
retain
me
All
that
shit
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
shit
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
fuck
whoever
tell
me
I
am
not
allowed
to
be
I
am
me,
I'm
a
man,
can
I
live?—Goddamn
Yeah,
I
guess
this
shit
right
here
is
just
all
a
part
of
the
plan
Haters
gon'
hate,
that's
the
motherfuckin'
sayin'
So
much
plaque
up
on
my
wall
I
need
a
dentist
From
Maryland
to
Venice,
this
shit
is
worldwide
Step
up
to
the
mic
and
it's
a
homicide
Oh
no
Bobby,
don't
do
'em
like
that
You
gon'
fuck
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'
fuck
around
and
leave
'em
ruined
like
that
RattPack
the
gang,
they
all
on
my
back
RattPack
the
gang,
we
do
it
like
that
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