Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Midday, artist - Craig Xen. Album song Hell Bent, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: CRAIG XEN, EMPIRE
Song language: English
Midday |
Hey Cris, fuck you |
We here |
I feel the hit in there, aye, bitch |
Yeah, bitch, yeah yeah |
Alright, we gotta keep that one, that was perfect |
Yeah yeah, yeah, ayy, oh, yeah yeah |
Alright, ayy |
Yeah yeah, ayy |
Yeah, ayy |
Ayy, I can’t stress the fucking fact, how much I hate my fuckin' life (woo) |
Drag myself through the days, fade, burn my soul just like a light (okay) |
I was on my fuckin' way, straight, dodgin' 12 and divin' (okay) |
Can’t let them know that this bag on me (ayy) |
Bitches, they claim that they vouch for me (woo) |
Where was you at in the cell, was sleep (woo) |
I was in hell, living drastically (okay) |
Stomp on his neck like a kick on the beat (woo) |
I came for Cris when I opened the scene (yeah, yeah) |
Now I gotta pull up with my bitch in the drop top |
Got two cars on my neck, where’s the parking lot |
Where’s my competition? |
This shit too easy, when a nigga gotta rap, ayy |
Chop them shits then pick and roll |
Your bitch on my totem pole |
Hit up Craig, get them racks, that’s all she wrote |
P. S. like from hell with a wish so well |
I wake up in the morning, niggas hatin' already |
I ain’t do shit to nobody, I keep my focus steady |
Copacetic how I’m trying to keep my life with these problems |
Keep piling up, cause I’m high up enough, they got a price on my body |
I’m like «Fuck 'em» (what) |
Back to the cash if a nigga really wanna come bust me |
Ayy, you didn’t touch me (for real) |
Do all that shit that you said you would do if you saw me |
Ayy, you prolly (what) |
Jealous 'cause I’m in the extra shit you been talkin' |
It didn’t stop me |
I kept on hustlin', now hunnids don’t fit in my wallet |
Money bag, money bag, hunnid bands in |
Smile on my face 'cause a young nigga livin' |
'Member I was broke, but its been a lil' minute |
Hatin' on me, leave a hatin' nigga livid |
Money bag, money bag, hunnid bands in |
Smile on my face leave a hatin' nigga livid |
'Member I was broke but it’s been a lil'- |
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck |
Wake up in the morning, niggas hatin' already |
We ain’t do shit to nobody, we keep our focus steady |
Copacetic how we tryna keep our life with these problems |
Keep pilin' up, 'cause we high up enough, we got a price on our bodies (God |
damn) |