Up At Midnight

[Produced by CashMoneyAp]

[Chorus]
Up at midnight, always on my grind
I'm getting high 'cause money's on my mind
Bitch, I caught a vibe, uh
I caught a vibe, aye
I caught a vibe, uh
I caught a vibe, uh
Up at midnight, oh it's 'bout that time
The sky's on fire, and now we're going blind
Bitch, we're 'bout to die uh
We're 'bout to die, aye
We're 'bout to die, uh
We're 'bout to die, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
This drink got me crazy, I'm looking for the baby
I can't get caught up moving too freely, or hasty
Naw, naw
She tries to persuade, but can't make me
Spread this dough out on her pastries
Strange, she addicted to the danger
And messing with this flame got me feeling like I'm weightless
After this one, pick the one up off the wait list
Make her feel numb when I come in her chamber
Put her in bondage, she chose this enslavement
A couple years later, had her talking my language
Need stay vigilant when I'm in the streets, but
As long as I'm home, I'll be gone off the dank kush
Holocausts in the hall, of course, the system slipped up
Get ready biggest civil war of our nation
Won't be fought with no muskets, they anxious
Now you know why Elon Musk built the spaceship

[Chorus]
Up at midnight, always on my grind
I'm getting high 'cause money's on my mind
Bitch, I caught a vibe, uh
I caught a vibe, aye
I caught a vibe, uh
I caught a vibe, uh
Up at midnight, oh it's 'bout that time
The sky's on fire, and now we're going blind
Bitch, we're 'bout to die, uh
We're 'bout to die, aye
We're 'bout to die, uh
We're 'bout to die, uh, uh

[Verse 2]
Never wanna deal with this, that's why we sipping on this liquor
And there's little resistance 'cause they lobotomize civilians
They confusing illusions, that's what we viewing all these channels
And that bass just keep pounding our fucking head just like a hammer
In our life is just madness, that's why we looking for distractions
We addicted to cameras and it's eventually gon' damn us
Irreversible damage across the whole entire planet
And the worst part about it, is that this motherfucker planned it
Internet got our Soc[ial], so we caught in this shit
Internet got our souls, we go home to login
And a decade just passed, you still selling them bricks?
Smart cars on the road, every nigga get hit
Talking shit on the phone, they gonna listen to this
Transmitting all your data when you with your side bitch
They just wanna play God, and we gonna let them
Draw some shit in the sky, and we'll call it 'heaven'

[Chorus]
Up at midnight, always on my grind
I'm getting high 'cause money's on my mind
Bitch, I caught a vibe, uh
I caught a vibe, aye
I caught a vibe, uh
I caught a vibe, uh
Up at midnight, oh it's 'bout that time
The sky's on fire, and now we're going blind
Bitch, we're 'bout to die, uh
We're 'bout to die, aye
We're 'bout to die, uh
We're 'bout to die, uh, uh