Lyrics: Lawal K Oyedemi/William Wright
Music: Lawal K Oyedemi/William Wright
Yeah, yeah
In the middle of it all
In the middle of it, all
In the middle of it all (yeah)
Yeah, yeah
In the middle of it all
Yeah, yeah
She went to Chicago to see the bean
Saw my story but left me on seen
I don't got the heart to see it go green
But she only a phone thing (yeah)
Eyes red vision that's an old thing
Chatting shit over LP wings
Telling myself I'm part of a Houston thing
But the Sug got a nice ring
I'm 23, know what it is by the 4th ring
Dickhead paperclips in my black book
Bic lighter fluid then it's right hooks
Membrane changed by a good look
Wish we could’ve been a good thing
Momma thinks I'm coasting
Frankly I'm like Jay-Z and TC, I'm biking
Fake homies getting greedy with the icing
War wounds, war wounds, war
Yeah, war wounds while I'm typing
You can tell it from the music but not the smiling
Wabo Williams
If I was the genie I would’ve had Jazz
The game deceased being run by the has beens
From the government to the rap heads y’all got 30 seconds
Am I trippin, am I trippin
Am I trippin' if I think my OGs need a pension?
In the middle of it all
Still looking from a bird view
Put it on my baby, late night, like a curfew
Big bear, tryna eat and hide away
I be with them plate pushers
Like a busy diner day
High as hell, low from the D's
Up in this beam with the lights out
Middle of it all
I stand tall like the Burj
Ni**as play with Wabo
Like I’m guessing what’s the word
Came a long way from long nights by the curb
Like a driver for the nightlife
Fast lane speeding
With no hesi- well prepared
Every action for a reason
Hellcat, strong start, traction come in when you need it
Like that one time for the ladies
Come to eagle I'mma bleed it
Like the sun or moon, night to day
I come in you gon see it
In the middle of it all with me
You still couldn’t believe it ni**a
Yuh
Yuh