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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 callin for you
I'm makin things fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never seems to come along
lookin broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
takin thangs my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but life a twist ya like a twister
get with 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 blink 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 its still death life
it dont me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but punks 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 and fight
it cost an arm and a leg to live on knees
and I'm tryin to 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 makin muthafuckaz the other side
was a jack move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my got this rap game sewn up
niggaz wanna trip whatever back they get blowed up
blown 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 niggaz on the midnight shift
shit 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 that dough.
Now its all about the dollars
Impalas that bounce
havin and bitches on a proper amount
caught a million chillin
robbin banks for many 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 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 dumb shit
the OGs think they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, as a kite
besides the drama the dog fight street fight
and a lot a mob puttin on mo
solved, but whatever with a fo-fo
but sure I did the record blast five times
254 sentence to jail time.
Midnight love
I've been walkin the street
midnight love
I put my on the line
midnight love
Cuz I've just gotta be me
midnight 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 callin for you
I'm makin things fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never seems to come along
lookin broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
takin thangs my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but life a twist ya like a twister
get with 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 blink 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 its still death life
it dont me, I ain't got nuthin to lose
but punks 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 and fight
it cost an arm and a leg to live on knees
and I'm tryin to 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 makin muthafuckaz the other side
was a jack move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my got this rap game sewn up
niggaz wanna trip whatever back they get blowed up
blown 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 niggaz on the midnight shift
shit 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 that dough.
Now its all about the dollars
Impalas that bounce
havin and bitches on a proper amount
caught a million chillin
robbin banks for many 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 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 dumb shit
the OGs think they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, as a kite
besides the drama the dog fight street fight
and a lot a mob puttin on mo
solved, but whatever with a fo-fo
but sure I did the record blast five times
254 sentence to jail time.
Midnight love
I've been walkin the street
midnight love
I put my on the line
midnight love
Cuz I've just gotta be me
midnight love.
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