Midnight
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Midnight was released on October 24, 2025 by broke as a part of the album Midnight - Single
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Music Video
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
lucasp007
Musician
NAVE
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leon Bridges
Songwriter
Mark Speer
Songwriter
Austin Michael Jenkins
Songwriter
Donald 'JR' Johnson
Songwriter
Laura Lee
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
lucasp007
Producer
Lyrics
You can't tell me how to rhyme, bitch, I've been right
Sorry, baby, I'll be gone 'til the midnight
Hundred thousand, a mansion, it's you and I
Tell the homies I'ma make it, it's do or die
I don't care about the price, baby, I'ma cop that
It's crazy how you wear whatever, you can rock that
Anything I'm doing wrong, I could stop that
Anything you had, little baby, I could top that
I could take you out to Calabasas
I could get you movin' all you gotta do is ask me
I don't gotta play, but I keep runnin' like a track meet
I think I'm addicted, got me borrowin' money
Why you talkin' on me like you understand?
I could make a calm little hunnid bands
Drip you out in Gucci, Louis, Prada, diamonds on your hands
I just took a flight out to LA, and I ain't never land
Label think I'm hot, might have to do it for a—
I'm fucked up in a hotel, sorry, baby, I don't really cope well
I don't let it fuck with me, I catch the ball, Odell
Shawty think I'm poppin', told her we could shake the whole crowd
I just need to walk in with my shades on, head down
I could see you anytime, baby, tell me you gon' ride
I'm a motherfuckin' artist, I know how to catch a vibe
I was in that Beamer, I was switching lanes, side to side
I could put a hunnid on it, watch the money multiply (Set)
You can't tell me how to rhyme, bitch, I've been right
Sorry, baby, I'll be gone 'til the midnight
Hundred thousand, a mansion, it's you and I
Tell the homies time to make it, it's do or die
I don't care about the price, baby, I'ma cop that
It's crazy how you wear whatever, you could rock that
Anything I'm doing wrong, I could stop that
Anything you had, little baby, I could top that
She think I'm fucked up, I've been making money different ways
I got 30 on my wrist and just put 50 on the chain
She can play me if she wanna, but I'm still gon' win the game
They gon' fly me out the LAX, I'll never be the same
The wait is over, I been snapping way before October
I was in the Rover, now I'm switchin' up into the Beam
I could pop my opp, I thought I'll shoot like Curry from the three
You will never see me fold, that's on my momma, on my team
I put shit down, yeah, I get it done
I love the way her eyes shine, brighter than the sun
You never thought I'd make it, but I knew I'd be the one
Went from zero to 100, and I whip it on my—
Why you talkin' on me like you understand?
I won't let you interfere with open hands
I can't ever trust nobody I won't ever lose again
Money on the way, could really drop a couple hunnid bands
See me when I land, I ain't even make no other plans (Set)
You can't tell me how to rhyme, bitch, I've been right
Sorry, baby, I'll be gone 'til the midnight
Hundred thousand, a mansion, it's you and I
Tell the homies time to make it, it's do or die
I don't care about the price, baby, I'ma cop that
It's crazy how you wear whatever, you can rock that
Anything I'm doing wrong, I could stop that
Anything you had, little baby, I could top that
(Top that, top that, top that, top that)
Written by: Austin Michael Jenkins, Donald 'JR' Johnson, Laura Lee, Leon Bridges, Mark Speer


