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Midnight love, love, midnight love, midnight love, ohhhhh
midnight love
troubles on thee mind
love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
back druggie's callin for you
I'm makin cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never to come along
stupid broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
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 keep missin this shit
I'm but I try, to stay focused wide out
lookin 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 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 some punks that never turn the 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 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 devious is how my life was
puttin the serve down for just to keep the niggaz buzzed
some of the money muthafuckaz the other side
was thinkin about a jack move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
them trip they get blowed up
blown up or not you can get shot
you dont play those muthafuckaz 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 of dawn
now he's for more an oz. so
he's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest
a in his lap and a bulletproof vest
he's 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 and bitches on a proper amount
caught a chillin
robbin banks for many muthaz son
life and darkness
we all get it started, cold hearted
all around it my won't change for the good
as soon as I walk out the door, I'm called by the hood
Daz, would you 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 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 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 gotta be me
midnight love.
midnight love
troubles on thee mind
love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
back druggie's callin for you
I'm makin cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never to come along
stupid broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
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 keep missin this shit
I'm but I try, to stay focused wide out
lookin 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 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 some punks that never turn the 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 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 devious is how my life was
puttin the serve down for just to keep the niggaz buzzed
some of the money muthafuckaz the other side
was thinkin about a jack move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
them trip they get blowed up
blown up or not you can get shot
you dont play those muthafuckaz 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 of dawn
now he's for more an oz. so
he's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest
a in his lap and a bulletproof vest
he's 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 and bitches on a proper amount
caught a chillin
robbin banks for many muthaz son
life and darkness
we all get it started, cold hearted
all around it my won't change for the good
as soon as I walk out the door, I'm called by the hood
Daz, would you 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 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 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 gotta be me
midnight love.
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