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love, midnight love, midnight love, midnight love, ohhhhh
midnight love
troubles plots on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
back door little druggie's for you
I'm makin things 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 man
takin thangs my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but life a twist ya like a twister
get twisted with this
it 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 they dip
its hard to hang on but I can't let go
on my breath
blow out life whats is death
now I can go on or I can G or make a right
way that I turn its still death after life
it dont discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but that probably never turn the money to burn
but I cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but problems probably havin 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 sanity God help me please.
and is how my life 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 to whoo-ride
gettin cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
niggaz wanna trip back they get blowed up
up or not you can still get shot
you never play those muthafuckaz I'll always not
rule one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my on the midnight shift
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 dough.
Now its all about the dollars
Impalas that bounce
havin and bitches on a amount
caught a million chillin
robbin banks for many 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, would you and 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 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 on mo
solved, but revolved whatever with a fo-fo
but sure I did the record blast five times
254 sentence to jail time.
love
I've been walkin the street
love
I put my on the line
love
Cuz I've just gotta be me
love.
midnight love
troubles plots on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
back door little druggie's for you
I'm makin things 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 man
takin thangs my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but life a twist ya like a twister
get twisted with this
it 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 they dip
its hard to hang on but I can't let go
on my breath
blow out life whats is death
now I can go on or I can G or make a right
way that I turn its still death after life
it dont discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but that probably never turn the money to burn
but I cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but problems probably havin 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 sanity God help me please.
and is how my life 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 to whoo-ride
gettin cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
niggaz wanna trip back they get blowed up
up or not you can still get shot
you never play those muthafuckaz I'll always not
rule one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my on the midnight shift
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 dough.
Now its all about the dollars
Impalas that bounce
havin and bitches on a amount
caught a million chillin
robbin banks for many 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, would you and 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 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 on mo
solved, but revolved whatever with a fo-fo
but sure I did the record blast five times
254 sentence to jail time.
love
I've been walkin the street
love
I put my on the line
love
Cuz I've just gotta be me
love.
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