Midnight War

Sweepin' up ****, don't look at this shit as a chore A **** was goin' through nightmares

Call it midnight war Runnin' it up, don't look at none of this

Shit like I cannot afford Runnin' or what

Gotta face your fears if that's the course Barely could walk in these bitches, these hoes

Wanna eat my shorts And I barely could talk to you bitches, I'd

Never be truly yours Finally got the ball in my hand, I ain't finna

Lose it, I do it for sport But trust me, I'm givin' it all that I can

For me and the fam, Put that on the lord Watch a fuck **** get torched

When it come to me, it's barely a scorch I came with the enforcements

She got a whole other **** playin' tactical But that's still her boyfriend

Exactly why I can't fuck with a ratchet hoe Mission abort, them

Told me that she ain't know she fell in love with her baby abortion

So I flew away to another state, plane aboard

Ghetto love story, reality, hopped in a Honda Accord

Damn near maury, I told her, baby, I'm not yours

Sweepin' up ****, don't look at this shit as a chore

A **** was goin' through nightmares, call it midnight war

Runnin' it up, don't look at none of this shit like I cannot afford

Runnin' or what? Gotta face your fears if that's the course

Barely could walk in these bitches, these hoes wanna eat my shorts

And I barely could talk to you bitches, I'd never be truly yours

Finally got the ball in my hand, I ain't finna lose it, I do it for sport

But trust me, I'm givin' it all that I can For me and the fam, Put that on the lord

Know the world so devious, Hatin' **** wanna see me die

Goin' all in for me and my kin, show you how to win, I'm one of them one's

I'm shootin' up to the stars Like **** pulled up to the party and brought in a gun

I'm sorry I helped you, ****, with all that I could, with all that I had

If I give it all to you, you wouldn't be here now, no way

Sacrifices, I made just to be killin' shit all day

I could be intimate all day, But what type of money would that make

A **** was goin' through nightmares, call it midnight war

Runnin' it up, Don't look at none of this shit like I cannot afford

Runnin' or what? Gotta face your fears if that's the course

Barely could walk in these bitches, these hoes wanna eat my shorts

And I barely can talk to you bitches, I'd never be truly yours

Finally got the ball in my hand, I ain't finna lose it, I do it for sport

Trust me, I'm givin' it all that I can For me and the fam, Put that on the lord