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love, midnight love, midnight love, midnight love, ohhhhh
midnight love
troubles on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
back door little druggie's callin for you
I'm things cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never to come along
face lookin stupid broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
thangs into my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but life a twist ya like a twister
get twisted with this
it seems on but its off
I missin shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out
lookin dead at the chips
I blink dip
its hard to on but I can't let go
smokin on my last breath
blow out life whats left is death
now I can go on or I can G or make a right
whatever way I turn its still death after life
it discourage me, I ain't got to lose
but some that probably never turn the money to burn
but I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but these problems probably niggaz prayin to see
at an early age so at an early stage in life
I chose to get my ish tight ya gotta struggle and fight
it cost an arm and a leg just to on your knees
and I'm to keep my sanity God help me please.
Mischeavius and devious is how my was
puttin the down for cabbage just to keep the buzzed
some of the makin muthafuckaz from the side
was thinkin about a jack move tryin to whoo-ride
jealous cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
them niggaz trip whatever back they get blowed up
blown up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play those muthafuckaz I'll not
rule number one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the midnight shift
shit shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn
now he's known for than an oz. so
he's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest
a in his lap and a bulletproof vest
he's lookin for the music from the night before
trouble 1, he low all in gettin that dough.
Now its all about the dollars
Impalas that bounce
havin cars and bitches on a proper amount
caught a million chillin
robbin banks for many muthaz son
life and darkness
we all get it started, cold hearted
all around it my life won't change for the good
as as I walk out the door, I'm called by the hood
Daz, would you come and ride for me,
hey yo Daz would you you would you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for shit
the OGs they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, as a kite
besides with the drama the dog fight street fight
and a lot a mob puttin on mo
problems solved, but revolved whatever with a fo-fo
but sure I did the record blast five times
254 sentence to jail time.
Midnight love
I've been the street
midnight love
I put my life on the line
love
Cuz I've just gotta be me
midnight love.
midnight love
troubles on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
back door little druggie's callin for you
I'm things cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never to come along
face lookin stupid broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
thangs into my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but life a twist ya like a twister
get twisted with this
it seems on but its off
I missin shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out
lookin dead at the chips
I blink dip
its hard to on but I can't let go
smokin on my last breath
blow out life whats left is death
now I can go on or I can G or make a right
whatever way I turn its still death after life
it discourage me, I ain't got to lose
but some that probably never turn the money to burn
but I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but these problems probably niggaz prayin to see
at an early age so at an early stage in life
I chose to get my ish tight ya gotta struggle and fight
it cost an arm and a leg just to on your knees
and I'm to keep my sanity God help me please.
Mischeavius and devious is how my was
puttin the down for cabbage just to keep the buzzed
some of the makin muthafuckaz from the side
was thinkin about a jack move tryin to whoo-ride
jealous cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
them niggaz trip whatever back they get blowed up
blown up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play those muthafuckaz I'll not
rule number one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the midnight shift
shit shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn
now he's known for than an oz. so
he's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest
a in his lap and a bulletproof vest
he's lookin for the music from the night before
trouble 1, he low all in gettin that dough.
Now its all about the dollars
Impalas that bounce
havin cars and bitches on a proper amount
caught a million chillin
robbin banks for many muthaz son
life and darkness
we all get it started, cold hearted
all around it my life won't change for the good
as as I walk out the door, I'm called by the hood
Daz, would you come and ride for me,
hey yo Daz would you you would you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for shit
the OGs they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, as a kite
besides with the drama the dog fight street fight
and a lot a mob puttin on mo
problems solved, but revolved whatever with a fo-fo
but sure I did the record blast five times
254 sentence to jail time.
Midnight love
I've been the street
midnight love
I put my life on the line
love
Cuz I've just gotta be me
midnight love.
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