Midnight Lyrics - Logic

Everybody know I be 

Everybody know I be (yeah) 

Yeah 

Everybody know I be, in the club VIP (sike not me) 

Old girl wanna fuck me, yeah she fine 

I'ma give her that D 

Out with the homies, I be 

Sippin' on somethin', oh shit, I might need an IV 

Permanently, permanently 

Ayy, goddamn these bitches is thirsty 

They see a rapper but they ignore the band 

I ain't talkin' 'bout musicians you stupid bitch 

Talkin' about what's on my hand 

Bitch I been addin' it for a minute 

This all been a part of my plan 

Sold millions of records before the radio 

Damn, it feel good to be the man 

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Ayy, everybody know I be, in the club VIP 

(Sike not me) 

Old girl wanna fuck me, yeah she fine 

I'ma give her that D 

Out with the homies, I be 

Sippin' on somethin', oh shit, I might need an IV 

Permanently, permanently 

Goddamn these bitches is thirsty 

They see a rapper but they ignore the band 

I ain't talkin' 'bout musicians you stupid bitch 

Talkin' about what's on my hand 

Bitch I been addin' it for a minute 

This all been a part of my plan 

Sold millions of records before the radio 

Damn, it feel good to be the man 

Photos 

Everybody know I be, in the club VIP (sike not me) 

Old girl wanna fuck me, yeah she fine 

I'ma give her that D 

Out with the homies, I be 

Sippin' on somethin', oh shit, I might need an IV 

Permanently, permanently 

Oh no Bobby, don't do 'em like that 

You gon' fuck around and leave 'em ruined like that 

RattPack the gang, they all on my back 

RattPack the gang, we do it like that 

No, don't do 'em like that 

You gon' fuck around and leave 'em ruined like that 

RattPack the gang, they all on my back 

RattPack the gang, we do it like that 

The illest that bring it the realest 

Bitch, I came to kill this 

They can never bear me just the homies and me 

Now we the Grammy family 

You made a couple million, that's it, it's gross 

My net is 30, my record clean, my flow is dirty 

Right, real G's move in silence like 

Who the common denominator? 

Fuck around and bomb a hater 

My flow greater, heart darker than Darth Vader 

Check the data, matter of fact check the state of mind 

After I'm finished, these rappers ain't in a state to rhyme 

Straight to your mind now 

Feel this shit like it's some Braille 

Way too heavy for the scale 

All I know about is bars like I couldn't make the bail 

It ain't never room to fail 

Only growing and prevail 

When my anxiety rise and I feel like I'm in hell 

Take a moment and inhale 

Count to five then exhale 

Then we run that motherfucker like a marathon 

Hits, motherfucker, hits, yeah we 'bout that Barry Bonds 

Brace yourself, you can't retain me 

All that shit you talkin' out your mouth just won't sustain me 

Logic pickin' up the slack like denim 

Spit it with venom 

Never pretend to be somethin' that I'm not 

And you ain't shit when you stand next to me 

No kiddin' like vasectomy 

Step to me, throw disrespect to me and I'll rearrange your trajectory 

Black and white like a piano and I am proud to be 

And fuck whoever tell me that I'm not allowed to be 

I am me, I'm a man 

Can I live? Goddamn 

Yeah, I guess this shit right here is just all a part of the plan 

Haters gon' hate, that's the motherfuckin' sayin' 

So much plaque on my wall I need a dentist 

From Maryland to Venice, this shit is worldwide 

Step up to the mic and it's a homicide 

Oh no Bobby, don't do 'em like that 

You gon' fuck around and leave 'em ruined like that 

RattPack the gang, they all on my back 

RattPack the gang, we do it like that 

No, don't do 'em like that 

You gon' fuck around and leave 'em ruined like that 

RattPack the gang, they all on my back 

RattPack the gang, we do it like that