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Midnight love, midnight love, midnight love, love, ohhhhh
love
troubles on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
door 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
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
takin 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 dead at the chips
I they dip
its hard to hang 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 that I turn its still death after life
it dont discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but punks 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 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 your knees
and I'm tryin to keep my sanity God help me please.
Mischeavius and is how my life was
puttin the serve down for just to keep the niggaz buzzed
some of the money 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 back they get blowed up
up or not you can still get shot
you dont those muthafuckaz I'll always not
rule number one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the shift
shit shiggy shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn
now he's 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 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 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 soldier you would you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for shit
the OGs think they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
the drama the dog fight street fight
and a lot a mob puttin on mo
solved, but revolved whatever with a fo-fo
but sure I did the record blast five times
254 to 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.
love
troubles on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
door 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
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
takin 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 dead at the chips
I they dip
its hard to hang 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 that I turn its still death after life
it dont discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but punks 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 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 your knees
and I'm tryin to keep my sanity God help me please.
Mischeavius and is how my life was
puttin the serve down for just to keep the niggaz buzzed
some of the money 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 back they get blowed up
up or not you can still get shot
you dont those muthafuckaz I'll always not
rule number one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the shift
shit shiggy shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn
now he's 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 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 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 soldier you would you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for shit
the OGs think they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
the drama the dog fight street fight
and a lot a mob puttin on mo
solved, but revolved whatever with a fo-fo
but sure I did the record blast five times
254 to 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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