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love, midnight love, midnight love, midnight love, ohhhhh
midnight love
troubles plots on thee mind
midnight love
leave your door open
midnight love
this heaven's for me
love
back door little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what seems to come along
face lookin stupid broke startin
dumb, I'm young but I'm a 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 keep missin this shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out
dead at the chips
I blink they dip
its to 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 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 problems probably havin niggaz to see
at an early age so at an early stage in life
I to get my ish ya struggle and fight
it cost an arm and a leg to live on your knees
and I'm tryin to keep my God help me please.
Mischeavius and is how my life was
puttin the serve down for cabbage 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 music got this rap game up
them wanna trip whatever back they get blowed up
blown up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play 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, it on, to the break of dawn
now he's for servin more 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 the night before
trouble 1, he layin low all in gettin that dough.
Now its all about the dollars
Impalas bounce
havin cars and bitches on a proper amount
caught a million chillin
robbin 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 walk out the door, I'm called by the hood
Daz, would you come and 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 dumb shit
the OGs think they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
besides the 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 five times
254 to jail time.
Midnight love
I've been walkin the street
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
midnight love
leave your door open
midnight love
this heaven's for me
love
back door little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what seems to come along
face lookin stupid broke startin
dumb, I'm young but I'm a 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 keep missin this shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out
dead at the chips
I blink they dip
its to 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 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 problems probably havin niggaz to see
at an early age so at an early stage in life
I to get my ish ya struggle and fight
it cost an arm and a leg to live on your knees
and I'm tryin to keep my God help me please.
Mischeavius and is how my life was
puttin the serve down for cabbage 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 music got this rap game up
them wanna trip whatever back they get blowed up
blown up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play 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, it on, to the break of dawn
now he's for servin more 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 the night before
trouble 1, he layin low all in gettin that dough.
Now its all about the dollars
Impalas bounce
havin cars and bitches on a proper amount
caught a million chillin
robbin 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 walk out the door, I'm called by the hood
Daz, would you come and 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 dumb shit
the OGs think they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
besides the 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 five times
254 to jail time.
Midnight love
I've been walkin the street
love
I put my life on the line
love
Cuz I've just gotta be me
midnight love.
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