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Midday

by wifisfuneral

on Last Time Doing Drugs (2018)

[Intro: wifisfuneral]
Hey Cris, f*ck you
We here
I feel the hit in there, aye, b*tch
Yeah, b*tch, 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

[Verse 1: wifisfuneral]
Ayy, I can't stress the f*cking fact, how much I hate my f*ckin' life (woo)
Drag myself through the days, fade, burn my soul just like a light (okay)
I was on my f*ckin' way, straight, dodgin' 12 and divin' (okay)
Can't let them know that this bag on me (ayy)
b*tches, 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 b*tch in the drop top
Got two cars on my neck, where's the parking lot
Where's my competition?
This sh*t too easy, when a n*gga gotta rap, ayy
Chop them sh*ts then pick and roll
Your b*tch 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

[Hook: Craig Xen]
I wake up in the morning, n*ggas hatin' already
I ain't do sh*t 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

[Verse 2: Craig Xen]
I'm like "f*ck 'em" (what)
Back to the cash if a n*gga really wanna come bust me
Ayy, you didn't touch me (for real)
Do all that sh*t that you said you would do if you saw me
Ayy, you prolly (what)
Jealous 'cause I'm in the extra sh*t 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 n*gga livin'
'Member I was broke, but its been a lil' minute
Hatin' on me, leave a hatin' n*gga livid
Money bag, money bag, hunnid bands in
Smile on my face leave a hatin' n*gga livid
'Member I was broke but it's been a lil'-
f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck

[Hook: Craig Xen]
Wake up in the morning, n*ggas hatin' already
We ain't do sh*t 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)