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Midnight love, midnight love, love, midnight love, ohhhhh
midnight love
troubles plots on thee mind
love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's for me
love
back door little druggie's for you
I'm makin cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never seems to come along
lookin 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 with this
it seems on but its off
I missin this shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out
dead at the chips
I blink they dip
its hard to hang on but I can't let go
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 that I turn its still death after life
it discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but punks that never turn the to burn
but I cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but these probably havin 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 live on knees
and I'm tryin to keep my sanity God help me please.
and is how my life was
puttin the for cabbage just to the buzzed
some of the money makin muthafuckaz from the other side
was thinkin about a move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my music 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 muthafuckaz I'll always not
number one, pay to this shit
dont be wit my niggaz on the 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
trouble 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
robbin banks for many muthaz son
life and darkness
we all get it started, hearted
all around it my won't change for the good
as as I walk out the door, I'm by the hood
Daz, would you come 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 think run shit the youngsters control shit
every I be loaded, as a kite
besides with the drama the dog fight fight
and a lot a mob puttin on mo
problems solved, but revolved whatever a fo-fo
but I did the record 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 plots on thee mind
love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's for me
love
back door little druggie's for you
I'm makin cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never seems to come along
lookin 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 with this
it seems on but its off
I missin this shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out
dead at the chips
I blink they dip
its hard to hang on but I can't let go
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 that I turn its still death after life
it discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but punks that never turn the to burn
but I cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but these probably havin 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 live on knees
and I'm tryin to keep my sanity God help me please.
and is how my life was
puttin the for cabbage just to the buzzed
some of the money makin muthafuckaz from the other side
was thinkin about a move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my music 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 muthafuckaz I'll always not
number one, pay to this shit
dont be wit my niggaz on the 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
trouble 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
robbin banks for many muthaz son
life and darkness
we all get it started, hearted
all around it my won't change for the good
as as I walk out the door, I'm by the hood
Daz, would you come 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 think run shit the youngsters control shit
every I be loaded, as a kite
besides with the drama the dog fight fight
and a lot a mob puttin on mo
problems solved, but revolved whatever a fo-fo
but I did the record 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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