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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 for me
midnight love
door druggie's callin for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no need to around for what never seems to come along
face lookin 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 with this
it seems on but its off
I keep missin this shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused out
dead at the chips
I blink they dip
its 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 discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but some punks that 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 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 makin muthafuckaz from the other side
was thinkin about a jack move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
niggaz wanna trip back get blowed up
up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play I'll always not
rule number one, pay attention to this shit
be fuckin wit my on the shift
shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn
now he's known for servin more an oz. so
he's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest
a strap in his lap and a vest
he's 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
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 out the door, I'm called by the hood
Daz, would you come 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 whatever 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 just be me
midnight love.
midnight love
troubles plots on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back door open
midnight love
this heaven's for me
midnight love
door druggie's callin for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no need to around for what never seems to come along
face lookin 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 with this
it seems on but its off
I keep missin this shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused out
dead at the chips
I blink they dip
its 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 discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but some punks that 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 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 makin muthafuckaz from the other side
was thinkin about a jack move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
niggaz wanna trip back get blowed up
up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play I'll always not
rule number one, pay attention to this shit
be fuckin wit my on the shift
shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn
now he's known for servin more an oz. so
he's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest
a strap in his lap and a vest
he's 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
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 out the door, I'm called by the hood
Daz, would you come 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 whatever 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 just be me
midnight love.
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