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Midnight love, midnight love, midnight love, love, ohhhhh
midnight love
troubles plots on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
back door little druggie's for you
I'm makin cappin fast
ain't no to wait around for what never seems to come along
face lookin stupid startin
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 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 whats left is death
now I can go on or I can G or make a right
whatever way I turn its still after life
it discourage me, I ain't got to lose
but some punks that probably never turn the money to burn
but I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but these problems 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 just to live on your 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 cabbage just to keep the niggaz buzzed
some of the money makin muthafuckaz the other side
was thinkin about a move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
them niggaz wanna trip whatever 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 shit
dont be wit my niggaz on the midnight shift
shiggy shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn
now he's known for servin 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 the dollars
Impalas that bounce
havin cars and bitches on a proper amount
a million chillin
robbin for many muthaz son
life and
we all get it started, cold hearted
all around it my life won't change for the good
as soon as I out the door, I'm called by the hood
Daz, would you come and for me,
hey yo Daz would you would you would you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of killin for dumb shit
the OGs think they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
besides with 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 record blast five times
254 sentence to jail time.
Midnight love
I've walkin the street
love
I put my life on the line
midnight love
Cuz I've be me
midnight love.
midnight love
troubles plots on thee mind
midnight love
leave your back open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
midnight love
back door little druggie's for you
I'm makin cappin fast
ain't no to wait around for what never seems to come along
face lookin stupid startin
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 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 whats left is death
now I can go on or I can G or make a right
whatever way I turn its still after life
it discourage me, I ain't got to lose
but some punks that probably never turn the money to burn
but I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but these problems 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 just to live on your 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 cabbage just to keep the niggaz buzzed
some of the money makin muthafuckaz the other side
was thinkin about a move tryin to whoo-ride
gettin jealous cuz my music got this rap game sewn up
them niggaz wanna trip whatever 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 shit
dont be wit my niggaz on the midnight shift
shiggy shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn
now he's known for servin 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 the dollars
Impalas that bounce
havin cars and bitches on a proper amount
a million chillin
robbin for many muthaz son
life and
we all get it started, cold hearted
all around it my life won't change for the good
as soon as I out the door, I'm called by the hood
Daz, would you come and for me,
hey yo Daz would you would you would you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of killin for dumb shit
the OGs think they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
besides with 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 record blast five times
254 sentence to jail time.
Midnight love
I've walkin the street
love
I put my life on the line
midnight love
Cuz I've be me
midnight love.
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