Midnight Sun

If u gon try bitch make it hurt, make it rock Reid be shootin up to tha top Talk yo shit, make it hot Tight my grip n light da block Thoughtchu knew she was a thot Tuck her in ima hit da spot Dump it quick ill break da box Pullin in an ima pick yo lock Think ya face could use a sock Come n peep dis rock I got Bout that guap I got a lot I been better than you thought Got my problems take a shot Still gon do it how I taught Might just cop me a private yacht Sink dat shit and burn up da dockz Hoe Bitch it's fuck everyone and then everything I don't wanna play no games Creepin up outta the dungeon I'm leavin em cut With a mothafuckin razor blade I'm Thinkin bout what it means that I be Comin out the mothafuckin eight six to the three Young kid with a mic and a dream We be malevolent fuck with the team Fucked up with a bit of coke dust And a switch blade tucked In the back of the bus Lucked up got a bag of the bucks Now a mothafucka really wanna tell me I'm up Shits nuts run a muck Comin round the back with a bat get struck They be gettin mad too bad so what Bitch I'm comin out the gutter mothafucka you suck Came out the gutter with all of my brothers The slums the cut the flood the blood I shed I pledge my life but when will it end The mic the hoes the endless flights East to west And over the seas Enemies on they knees Begging me please Slide for the free but I kill for the fee Baby bone roll solo in the midnight sun The want way more flows but I might be done I did ten years I don't wanna do no more My brain is fried about to overload I rode the slopes too long I overdosed I gotta go somewhere to feel alive Jump in that caddy Chasing the moon Chrome caskets Tucked inside that tomb Yuh