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Midnight 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 for me
midnight love
back door little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no to wait for what never seems to come along
face stupid broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
takin thangs into my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but life a twist ya like a twister
get twisted this
it seems on but its off
I keep missin this shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out
lookin at the chips
I they dip
its hard to on but I can't let go
smokin on my breath
blow out life whats left is death
now I can go on or I can G or make a right
whatever way that I turn its death after life
it discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but punks that probably turn the money to burn
but I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but these probably havin niggaz prayin to see
at an early age so at an stage in life
I chose to get my ish tight ya struggle and fight
it cost an arm and a leg just to live on your knees
and I'm tryin to keep my sanity God help me please.
and devious is how my life was
puttin the down for cabbage just to keep the niggaz buzzed
some of the makin muthafuckaz from the other side
was thinkin about a jack tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
wanna trip whatever 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
shit shiggy shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn
now he's known for servin 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
1, he layin 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
banks for 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 called by the hood
Daz, you and ride for me,
hey yo Daz would you soldier would you you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for dumb shit
the OGs they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
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 walkin the street
midnight love
I put my life on the line
love
Cuz I've be me
midnight love.
midnight love
troubles on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's for me
midnight love
back door little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no to wait for what never seems to come along
face stupid broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
takin thangs into my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but life a twist ya like a twister
get twisted this
it seems on but its off
I keep missin this shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out
lookin at the chips
I they dip
its hard to on but I can't let go
smokin on my breath
blow out life whats left is death
now I can go on or I can G or make a right
whatever way that I turn its death after life
it discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but punks that probably turn the money to burn
but I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but these probably havin niggaz prayin to see
at an early age so at an stage in life
I chose to get my ish tight ya struggle and fight
it cost an arm and a leg just to live on your knees
and I'm tryin to keep my sanity God help me please.
and devious is how my life was
puttin the down for cabbage just to keep the niggaz buzzed
some of the makin muthafuckaz from the other side
was thinkin about a jack tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
wanna trip whatever 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
shit shiggy shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn
now he's known for servin 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
1, he layin 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
banks for 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 called by the hood
Daz, you and ride for me,
hey yo Daz would you soldier would you you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for dumb shit
the OGs they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
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 walkin the street
midnight love
I put my life on the line
love
Cuz I've be me
midnight love.
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