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Midnight love, midnight love, midnight love, midnight love, ohhhhh
midnight love
troubles plots on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
door little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never seems to come along
face lookin stupid broke startin
dumb, I'm but I'm a grown man
takin thangs into my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but life a ya like a twister
get twisted with this
it seems on but its off
I keep missin this shit
I'm but I try, to stay focused out
dead at the chips
I blink they dip
its hard to hang on but I can't let go
smokin on my last breath
blow out whats is death
now I can go on or I can G or make a right
way that I turn its still death life
it dont discourage me, I ain't got nuthin 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 havin niggaz prayin to see
at an age so at an early stage in life
I chose to get my ish tight ya gotta struggle and fight
it an arm and a leg just to live on your knees
and I'm tryin to keep my sanity God me please.
Mischeavius and devious is how my life was
puttin the serve down for cabbage to the buzzed
of the money makin muthafuckaz from the other side
was thinkin about a jack move to whoo-ride
cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
niggaz wanna trip back they get blowed up
blown up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play those I'll always not
rule number one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my on the midnight shift
shiggy shack, it on, to the break of dawn
now he's known for more than an oz. so
he's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest
a strap in his lap and a bulletproof vest
he's lookin for the music from the night before
trouble 1, he low all in that dough.
Now its all the dollars
Impalas bounce
havin and bitches on a proper amount
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 soon as I walk out the door, I'm by the hood
Daz, would you and ride for me,
hey yo Daz would you would you would you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for dumb shit
the OGs think they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high 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.
love
I've been walkin the street
midnight love
I put my life on the line
love
Cuz I've gotta be me
love.
midnight love
troubles plots on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
door little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never seems to come along
face lookin stupid broke startin
dumb, I'm but I'm a grown man
takin thangs into my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but life a ya like a twister
get twisted with this
it seems on but its off
I keep missin this shit
I'm but I try, to stay focused out
dead at the chips
I blink they dip
its hard to hang on but I can't let go
smokin on my last breath
blow out whats is death
now I can go on or I can G or make a right
way that I turn its still death life
it dont discourage me, I ain't got nuthin 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 havin niggaz prayin to see
at an age so at an early stage in life
I chose to get my ish tight ya gotta struggle and fight
it an arm and a leg just to live on your knees
and I'm tryin to keep my sanity God me please.
Mischeavius and devious is how my life was
puttin the serve down for cabbage to the buzzed
of the money makin muthafuckaz from the other side
was thinkin about a jack move to whoo-ride
cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
niggaz wanna trip back they get blowed up
blown up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play those I'll always not
rule number one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my on the midnight shift
shiggy shack, it on, to the break of dawn
now he's known for more than an oz. so
he's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest
a strap in his lap and a bulletproof vest
he's lookin for the music from the night before
trouble 1, he low all in that dough.
Now its all the dollars
Impalas bounce
havin and bitches on a proper amount
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 soon as I walk out the door, I'm by the hood
Daz, would you and ride for me,
hey yo Daz would you would you would you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for dumb shit
the OGs think they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high 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.
love
I've been walkin the street
midnight love
I put my life on the line
love
Cuz I've gotta be me
love.
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