Midnight Somewhere

The curtains closed, no more drama shows over folks

They fixing to go home, I thought we came to go for broke

I'm in the hustle losing track of all the slowest pokes

No one that I saw before is where I'm at I'm on a roll potent as the cones I rolled moments ago when blowing O's

Low and behold a new me's coming and truth be told

My second coming is twice as ruthless as dudes we've known

Who these "goats" it's mostly baaaad in these studios

They out of prime like the new D Rose

I'm hopefully not stooping low to rhyme but in my mind my life is movie gold

Am I a villain or a hero? Who we rooting for?

I dream of zeroes and sick apparel from Bloomingdale's

Too many girls I put work into want me screwed and drilled