In the Dead Middle of the Night

i got all this rap shit in the palm of my hands

i got women around me that all they do is dance

i got your girl saying that you aint her man s,tvg

i got pussy haters waiting, tryna take a chance,

ima cuta mutha fucka if he play wit me,

do we bleed the same color? we about see

eyes red as fuck from that dark purple weed,

riddick with blade in the night i still see,

mutha fucka what? you can take step back,

all up in my face, always talking this and that,

ever since i started i learned one thing for a fact,

if you fuck with me then you better watch you back,

i got all these ladies fighting over my chain

all up in yo momma you should check your last name

who the fuck you is mane what you the fuck you claim?

i dont really give a fuck if it aint trash gang

i been really on a roll someone let me loose

yo baby momma or ya momma,i aint tryna choose,

you can have it any way, tell me what you like,

in broad day, or in the dead middle of the night,

puling up on the plug, aye whats really drugs?

since i lost my first love ive been out of touch,

but you know that muddy water keep me feeling right,

in broad day or in the dead middle of the night,

since i lost my first love i been out of touch

im just tryna spill blood i dont ask for much

or maybe buy a gold chain just to hide the pain,

maybe ill write all these songs but wont say your name,

since i lost my first love ive been out of touch,

but i guess thats just how it is i dont give a fuck,

what you mean you wanna talk? i aint tryna speak,

dont wanna be a screenshot for one of your tweets

since i lost my first love i been out of touch,

if i feel that way again i might give it up,

but if she wanna meet up tell her that its on sight

in broad day or in the dead middle of the night