Midnight Thoughts (feat. Rahmz MG)

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A lot of midnight thoughts, my mind racin
Mindful tell these bitches I'm the catch so I ain't chasin
Double tap all on the gram, take a shot but keep it pacing
I'm just sayin', I ain't saying philly goat but I'ma shake it
I been facin' all these problems, keep it real, I'm never changin
If I loved you from the start and you still here, won't ever fake it
Keep a stepping for you, baby, never basic
Just know I ain't forget about you, but this time I gotta make it
Baby girl, I gotta make it
When it's my time to get a shot, know I'ma take it
In my own lane, on my own wave, know I ain't racin
When them bitches let me lonely, know the paper kept me chasin
I'm a man all by myself won't end up Kanan, you can't raise me
I been drownin' low in deep depression, baby, you can't save me
Hope my close ones, don't try to knock me out, position and erase me
Know the money & the clout, all of the bitches, never phased me
In the end, I know they all gon' end up lovin' me, wit hatred
I don't know when I'ma die, hope it ain't comin' soon
I got voices in my head tellin' me what to do
I can't keep you around no more, I know your love ain't true
I can't hold you down no more, this ain't what lovers do
And I know I got some friends, can't wait to see again
You ain't really feel no pain until you lose a friend
Remember late night smokin', it was me and Slim
Fallin' back from everybody, niggas, it's not your kin
Tryna' distance myself, cause I don't know who out to get me
I can pop out in Dior or I can simply rock the simply
Remember all that shit you said, I know you ain't really rockin' with me
Since they put bro-bro to bed, I been feelin' kinda guilty
I lost too many good friends and my heart been feelin' empty
Hurtin' all the ones around me, I been really too distant
You tryna ask me for some funds, tell that bitch you trippin
I make it appear like it's magic, bitch, I'm different
Three Three like I'm Scottie, bitch, I'm pimpin
Four or five on my body, got me limpin
And I'm never too fried, I'll pop out blickin
Send a bitch to your DM's since you late night fishin
We ain't taught the streets, or spending blocks & staying dangerous
All I know, run to the bag it keep me goin', know I'm a claim it
See you can catch me on the 5 deep in the trenches, I'm the safest
All my lil' niggas know it's get back not, tryn run up rearrange shit
If I ain't ridin' with the guys, then I'm by myself
This shit, I go through you, you ah think I probably rock myself
I don't fear nothin' except God and probably boxed by 12
Let me know now and if we could run is, you not gon' tell
I got my folks all in my ear, say you not gon' fail
This shit, I go through real life, I just hope I prevail
The Shit that I do to make all these bands hope the ending ain't jail
Shit, let me know before I'm gone, you'll be missing' me well

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