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Midnight love, love, love, midnight love, ohhhhh
midnight love
troubles plots on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back door open
love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
back door little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for never to come along
stupid 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 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
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 punks that 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 stage in life
I chose to get my ish tight ya 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 cabbage just to the niggaz buzzed
some of the money makin muthafuckaz from the other side
was thinkin a jack move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
them wanna whatever back they get blowed up
blown up or not you can still get shot
you never play muthafuckaz I'll always not
number one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the midnight shift
shiggy shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn
now he's for 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 proper 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 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 run the youngsters control shit
midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
with the drama the dog fight 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 sentence to time.
Midnight love
I've walkin the street
midnight love
I put my life 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
love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
back door little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for never to come along
stupid 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 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
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 punks that 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 stage in life
I chose to get my ish tight ya 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 cabbage just to the niggaz buzzed
some of the money makin muthafuckaz from the other side
was thinkin a jack move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
them wanna whatever back they get blowed up
blown up or not you can still get shot
you never play muthafuckaz I'll always not
number one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the midnight shift
shiggy shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn
now he's for 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 proper 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 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 run the youngsters control shit
midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
with the drama the dog fight 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 sentence to time.
Midnight love
I've walkin the street
midnight love
I put my life on the line
midnight love
Cuz I've just gotta be me
midnight love.
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