Midnight Melodies

(Crazy, crazy) You don't get to play me like I ain't him for real Used to smoke a lot and I was high up the hill Now I run up the guala I'll do it on my mama Focused on my craft im trynna run up a mill You don't get to play me like I ain't him for real Used to smoke a lot and I was high up the hill Now I run up the guala I'll do it on my mama Focused on my craft im trynna run up a mill Back then it was hard to even record myself Now im steady locked in put my heart on song Its crazy how things look real but in deep thoughts they aint She got a pretty face but its make up for real I don't want fame I want money for real You can keep the game I want an island for real (You can keep it) You can keep the hoes I want Mikhaila for real She got the face and her back up is real (Shit is real) You don't get to play me like I ain't him for real ( just be for real) Used to smoke a lot and I was high up the hill (Up the hill) Now I run up the guala I'll do it on my mama (On my momma) Focused on my craft im trynna run up a mill ( Run it up) You don't get to play me like I ain't him for real Used to smoke a lot and I was high up the hill Now I run up the guala I'll do it on my mama Focused on my craft im trynna run up a mill (Crazy, crazy)