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017 JT - Midnight Lyrics




He got jumped like Angelina Jolie I can't sleep Until I see my nigga Billy
Stabbed twice in his lung and his kidney Big up Delgado you know that's my Killy
Why always me Mario Balotelli? ACH and tax Refunds on a daily
Man got robbed in front of his bestie I got my Ramzy at the same time I got my Bally

He was locked up he was shot in his torso Running From the Oop in his f*cking Nike cargo
South Birmingham I'm from where you can't go 017 trapping at the bando
About to take off but she won't let me go Trapping Independently till I buy a Lambo
No one paved the way for me that's how the thing Go
Bro got life trapping every season I'm alive should I've be be dead in a minute
All these niggas are in jail for a reason he got hit I Got hit but you ain't
F*cking breathing texting me Bull shit Swipe and delete
Woke up in the morning I was yawning thankful for The days
Me and my niggas we been grinding Taking all these Classes just to speak properly
Days I got no food I felt like crying Had to put in Works just to feed my family
I'ma pull up in the two door in a minute I remember
Them days I been thinking
If I got no chick in my coupe I be flirting All these Memories got me reminiscing
I was moving fast life in Preston Got too many Souls trapping in a Bentley
Got PTSD like I'm Tommy Shebley

He got jumped Like Angelina Jolie
I can't sleep until I see my nigga Billy Stabbed twice In his lungs and his kidney
Big up delgado you know that's my Killy Why Always me Mario Balotelli
ACH and tax refunds on a daily Man got robbed in Front of his bestie
I got my Ramzy at the same time I got my Bally

I'm a five star legend of the seeker She got me locked In she gotta be a keeper
We don't do vapes only Burn sativa Six foot tall Like she balling for the Lakers
I'm in London now running up my papers She only F*cks with these football players
I'm a rapper now I'm stacking up my papers We Only do perk syrup and white tabs
Walking through the cradle you can see the white Cars
Fifty G's of Cali wrapped up in her black packs
All these deals got me selling for an half price
Haze and Stardawg got a different price tag
Boy better know before you come price gang
You better come correct you better act right
Bipolar got me switching like a porcupine
I'm a Norseman you know I got my trident
Diss the gang you diss my men For six years the Opps losing nine nile
Don't chat me to ask me if I'm active twenty four Seven I'm Active
Just ask me gonna gas me you get me
It's your boy JT tell your favorite rappers to come Up here and drop some bars until then
I'm gone I'm gone
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He got jumped like Angelina Jolie I can't sleep Until I see my nigga Billy
Stabbed twice in his lung and his kidney Big up Delgado you know that's my Killy
Why always me Mario Balotelli? ACH and tax Refunds on a daily
Man got robbed in front of his bestie I got my Ramzy at the same time I got my Bally

He was locked up he was shot in his torso Running From the Oop in his f*cking Nike cargo
South Birmingham I'm from where you can't go 017 trapping at the bando
About to take off but she won't let me go Trapping Independently till I buy a Lambo
No one paved the way for me that's how the thing Go
Bro got life trapping every season I'm alive should I've be be dead in a minute
All these niggas are in jail for a reason he got hit I Got hit but you ain't
F*cking breathing texting me Bull shit Swipe and delete
Woke up in the morning I was yawning thankful for The days
Me and my niggas we been grinding Taking all these Classes just to speak properly
Days I got no food I felt like crying Had to put in Works just to feed my family
I'ma pull up in the two door in a minute I remember
Them days I been thinking
If I got no chick in my coupe I be flirting All these Memories got me reminiscing
I was moving fast life in Preston Got too many Souls trapping in a Bentley
Got PTSD like I'm Tommy Shebley

He got jumped Like Angelina Jolie
I can't sleep until I see my nigga Billy Stabbed twice In his lungs and his kidney
Big up delgado you know that's my Killy Why Always me Mario Balotelli
ACH and tax refunds on a daily Man got robbed in Front of his bestie
I got my Ramzy at the same time I got my Bally

I'm a five star legend of the seeker She got me locked In she gotta be a keeper
We don't do vapes only Burn sativa Six foot tall Like she balling for the Lakers
I'm in London now running up my papers She only F*cks with these football players
I'm a rapper now I'm stacking up my papers We Only do perk syrup and white tabs
Walking through the cradle you can see the white Cars
Fifty G's of Cali wrapped up in her black packs
All these deals got me selling for an half price
Haze and Stardawg got a different price tag
Boy better know before you come price gang
You better come correct you better act right
Bipolar got me switching like a porcupine
I'm a Norseman you know I got my trident
Diss the gang you diss my men For six years the Opps losing nine nile
Don't chat me to ask me if I'm active twenty four Seven I'm Active
Just ask me gonna gas me you get me
It's your boy JT tell your favorite rappers to come Up here and drop some bars until then
I'm gone I'm gone
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Writer: Jeremiah Olua
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017 JT Midnight Video


Performed By: 017 JT
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: Jeremiah Olua

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