Midnight on McLemore

[Intro]
Yeah
Midnight
(uh)
Still outside
[Verse 1]
South side steppin’ in the blacked-out bucket
Plates kinda hot, but the law can’t touch it
Tattoo on my neck say “pray for the hustlers”
But I only hit my knees when the bag need double
Phone keep jumpin’ like it live in the trap
Tiny lil’ room, big brick in the back
Neighbors play blind, they don’t look, they don’t ask
’Cause the rent stay paid when the stove go black
[Chorus]
Midnight on McLemore, doors swing wide
Whole block bang when we slide, when we slide (yeah)
Hands in the air, let it ride, let it ride
If you came for the smoke, come inside, come inside
Midnight on McLemore, eyes real red
Money on the floor, on the bed, on the bed
Chant with the gang like you pledged to the set
What you do for respect? (what you do for respect?)
[Verse 2]
Grit in my grill, got chrome on my hip
Whole life changed off one lil’ flip
Judge wrote numbers like a football pick
Beat that case, now the wrist on glitch
Club so packed, can’t move, just sway
Whole crowd mumblin’ the words I say
Shorty in my ear talk bricks, not dates
Say she only fall in love with a safe
[Chorus]
Midnight on McLemore, doors swing wide
Whole block bang when we slide, when we slide (slide)
Hands in the air, let it ride, let it ride
If you came for the smoke, come inside, come inside
Midnight on McLemore, eyes real red
Money on the floor, on the bed, on the bed
Chant with the gang like you pledged to the set
What you do for respect? (what you do for respect?)
[Bridge]
[beat drops half-time, crowd chants]
Go hard for the set (for the set)
Die for the check (for the check)
Whole life on deck (on deck)
Who you fear? Who you press? (who you press?)
Low voice in my head say “push that pedal”
High voice in my ear say “dance with the devil”
[Chorus]
Midnight on McLemore, doors swing wide
Whole block bang when we slide, when we slide
Hands in the air, let it ride, let it ride
If you came for the smoke, come inside, come inside
Midnight on McLemore, eyes real red
Money on the floor, on the bed, on the bed
Chant with the gang like you pledged to the set
What you do for respect? (what you do for respect?)

rap, Dark Southern trap banger, male vocals. Skittering hi-hats over thunderous 808s and grimy Memphis-style drum patterns, eerie bell-like synths panning left-right. Verses stay menacing and tight in the pocket, ad-libs echoing deep. Hook explodes with call-and-response chants, stacked low-octave harmonies, and a pounding, club-rattling low end that never lets up., hypnotic, raw