| In the middle of the night | 
| Voices creep up on me like | 
| (What you wanna do tonight?) | 
| I don’t know, I don’t feel too right | 
| 'Cause there’s people on the TV | 
| And I swear that they can see me | 
| 'Cause everything I do, they do it just alike, like | 
| (Like what?) | 
| I haven’t lost it right? | 
| (nah) | 
| These stranger things ain’t change they sting | 
| This wall ain’t lost its lights | 
| My riders win and own ya (word) | 
| Your riders like Winona (huh) | 
| My lines are meant for stoners and drinkers with inked personas (haha) | 
| Another shot straight from Oaxaca | 
| I could stop lock like a mean popper | 
| They just shot block like they Ibaka | 
| I just keep on cause I’m programmed | 
| Like a good ol' fashioned teen bopper | 
| But I’m still stuck in this dream locker | 
| I don’t know nuttin'' but to be proper, man | 
| In the middle of the night | 
| I stay up late and I write | 
| (Why you stay up all night?) | 
| I don’t know, it just feels so right | 
| 'Cause there’s people feeling sleepy | 
| And they been resting easy | 
| But everything I do I do it | 
| In the middle of the night | 
| Night time is the right time | 
| To get you a couple of them lifelines | 
| I been on the night train since 9 9 | 
| Having brunch with the goblins | 
| I mean birds have been super for the gobbling | 
| Digest and I’m ready for the problems | 
| That we all in | 
| When the sun comes right back up and there ain’t no stoppin' | 
| Break bread | 
| Matter of fact go ahead break eggs | 
| Cause when your family is gathered around in the pantry | 
| I’ll probably just stay dead | 
| That’s my steez if you must make beds | 
| Make 'em around me or make late check | 
| Imma be the guy that you can’t wake yet | 
| Only been asleep since the bass faded | 
| I been chasing the dreams outta every day | 
| Just to find me the right night line | 
| And if you can’t get sleep 'cause you hearin' the beats | 
| Then you might have a life like mine | 
| Life goes fast, takes things slow | 
| Time does pass, grey hairs grow | 
| I can’t grasp where I can go | 
| Unless I see the stars, so | 
| In the middle of the night | 
| I stay up late and I write | 
| (Why you stay up all night?) | 
| I don’t know, it just feels so right, 'cause | 
| There’s people feeling sleepy | 
| And they been resting easy | 
| But everything I do I do it | 
| In the middle of the night |