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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
love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
door little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin things fast
ain't no need to wait around for never seems to along
face lookin stupid startin
feelin dumb, I'm but I'm a grown man
thangs into my own hands
I'm to own here
but life a twist ya like a twister
get twisted with this
it seems on but its off
I keep missin this shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out
lookin dead at the chips
I blink dip
its hard to hang on but I can't let go
smokin on my last breath
blow out left is death
now I can go on or I can G or make a right
whatever way that I turn its still death after life
it dont discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but some punks probably never turn the money to burn
but I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but problems probably niggaz prayin to see
at an early age so at an early stage in life
I chose to get my ish ya gotta struggle and fight
it cost an arm and a leg just to live on your knees
and I'm tryin to keep my God help me please.
Mischeavius and devious is how my was
puttin the serve down for cabbage just to keep the niggaz buzzed
some of the money makin muthafuckaz from the other side
was thinkin about a jack move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my got this rap game sewn up
them niggaz wanna trip whatever back they get blowed up
up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play those muthafuckaz I'll always not
number one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the midnight shift
shit shiggy shack, gettin 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 gettin that dough.
Now its all about the dollars
Impalas bounce
havin cars and bitches on a proper amount
a million chillin
banks for muthaz son
life and darkness
we all get it started, cold hearted
all around it my life won't for the good
as soon as I out the door, I'm called by the hood
Daz, would you come and ride for me,
hey yo Daz would you soldier 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 the drama the dog street fight
and a lot a mob on mo
problems solved, but whatever with a fo-fo
but 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
midnight love
Cuz I've just gotta be me
midnight love.
midnight love
troubles plots on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back door open
love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
door little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin things fast
ain't no need to wait around for never seems to along
face lookin stupid startin
feelin dumb, I'm but I'm a grown man
thangs into my own hands
I'm to own here
but life a twist ya like a twister
get twisted with this
it seems on but its off
I keep missin this shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out
lookin dead at the chips
I blink dip
its hard to hang on but I can't let go
smokin on my last breath
blow out left is death
now I can go on or I can G or make a right
whatever way that I turn its still death after life
it dont discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but some punks probably never turn the money to burn
but I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but problems probably niggaz prayin to see
at an early age so at an early stage in life
I chose to get my ish ya gotta struggle and fight
it cost an arm and a leg just to live on your knees
and I'm tryin to keep my God help me please.
Mischeavius and devious is how my was
puttin the serve down for cabbage just to keep the niggaz buzzed
some of the money makin muthafuckaz from the other side
was thinkin about a jack move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my got this rap game sewn up
them niggaz wanna trip whatever back they get blowed up
up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play those muthafuckaz I'll always not
number one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the midnight shift
shit shiggy shack, gettin 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 gettin that dough.
Now its all about the dollars
Impalas bounce
havin cars and bitches on a proper amount
a million chillin
banks for muthaz son
life and darkness
we all get it started, cold hearted
all around it my life won't for the good
as soon as I out the door, I'm called by the hood
Daz, would you come and ride for me,
hey yo Daz would you soldier 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 the drama the dog street fight
and a lot a mob on mo
problems solved, but whatever with a fo-fo
but 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
midnight love
Cuz I've just gotta be me
midnight love.
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