Round Midnight by DuPont Brass Lyrics
Chorus
My eyes on the bag
I've got to get bigger
I don’t mean to brag
But I'm that nigga
Fucking up this cash tonight
And it starts round midnight
Repeat
Verse
Ever since I can remember I been grinding day and night
Trying to get my paper right
I know they gon hate the sight
Of a boss on his come up salty they ain pay the price
But for this I gave my life
Rolled 7s with this game of dice so
Fuck it I deserve to ball out
Hit up the bar open the tab and go all out
Drinking to all my accomplish til I Fall out
Woke up sober but I'm still gonna Call out
See every now and then we all need a reminder
That we’re more than slaves to our respective 9-5ers
A neglected grind is a timer
On a ticking bomb
Even when the visions gone get up and find her
And even if you never ever reach the goal
That you made up and you wake up one day and you're grey and old
When you tell you grandchildren you gon' feel it in your soul
That by living in your own truth you really got the gold
So just know if you out here tryna get it with ya gift
Even when they all doubted you and other niggas quit
You the shit so we celebrating like we rick James
Pretty models showing titties while I'm bitch slapping lames I'm just saying
Chorus
My eyes on the bag
I've got to get bigger
I don't mean to brag
But I'm that nigga
Fucking up this cash tonight
And it starts round midnight
Repeat
My eyes on the bag
I've got to get bigger
I don’t mean to brag
But I'm that nigga
Fucking up this cash tonight
And it starts round midnight
Repeat
Verse
Ever since I can remember I been grinding day and night
Trying to get my paper right
I know they gon hate the sight
Of a boss on his come up salty they ain pay the price
But for this I gave my life
Rolled 7s with this game of dice so
Fuck it I deserve to ball out
Hit up the bar open the tab and go all out
Drinking to all my accomplish til I Fall out
Woke up sober but I'm still gonna Call out
See every now and then we all need a reminder
That we’re more than slaves to our respective 9-5ers
A neglected grind is a timer
On a ticking bomb
Even when the visions gone get up and find her
And even if you never ever reach the goal
That you made up and you wake up one day and you're grey and old
When you tell you grandchildren you gon' feel it in your soul
That by living in your own truth you really got the gold
So just know if you out here tryna get it with ya gift
Even when they all doubted you and other niggas quit
You the shit so we celebrating like we rick James
Pretty models showing titties while I'm bitch slapping lames I'm just saying
Chorus
My eyes on the bag
I've got to get bigger
I don't mean to brag
But I'm that nigga
Fucking up this cash tonight
And it starts round midnight
Repeat