Midnight

They imitating the sin
Stop that baiting us in
You hating from the other side of doors
You can’t even get in
I’m been backed
By higher powers
Like a brand new season
Ima seasonal worker
Way I’m getting laid again
Bring the ladies in
To my Mercedes Benz
Watchatolu 3000 we in the future again
And ima never stop it
Like a cop rotation
Click it get a ticket
Now we back it again
If it weren’t for the laws of the land
Id murder you
Bout to rise up
Get the Glock
No more servitude
Nobody make it by
Living under other dudes
You about to pay ya dues
You about to lose ya tude
You about to hear a something go off
Louder than a boom
Never caught jamming
Call my Smith and Wesson footlosse
Dang it bobby yo girl sloppy
I’ve been conscious
I get off it
While you chickens over there
Keep tryna dock it
Yo girl built like Michelin
Sometimes we be dipping in
Swallow this cinnamon
We sin and we sin again
Killing kids
Peter pan
Never see
Me again
Head in the
Ceiling fan
Herd of goats
Fleeing in
If I go missing
I hope yall listening
Never show CNN
Pls help
Flint Michigan
This is my mission
More than musicians
These are just my thoughts
End of transmission