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Midnight love, midnight love, midnight love, midnight love, ohhhhh
midnight love
troubles plots on thee mind
midnight love
leave back door open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
love
back little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for never to come along
face lookin stupid broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
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 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 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 some punks that probably turn the money to burn
but I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but these problems probably niggaz 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 to keep my God me please.
Mischeavius and devious is how my life was
puttin the serve for just to keep the niggaz buzzed
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
them niggaz wanna trip they get up
blown up or not you can still get shot
you dont never those muthafuckaz I'll always not
rule number 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 for servin more than an oz. so
he's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest
a in his lap and a vest
he's lookin for the music from the before
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 muthaz son
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 and ride for me,
hey yo Daz 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 with the drama the dog street fight
and a lot a mob puttin on mo
problems solved, but with a fo-fo
but sure I did the record blast five times
254 sentence to jail time.
Midnight love
I've 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 back door open
midnight love
this heaven's ready for me
love
back little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for never to come along
face lookin stupid broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
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 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 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 some punks that probably turn the money to burn
but I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but these problems probably niggaz 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 to keep my God me please.
Mischeavius and devious is how my life was
puttin the serve for just to keep the niggaz buzzed
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
them niggaz wanna trip they get up
blown up or not you can still get shot
you dont never those muthafuckaz I'll always not
rule number 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 for servin more than an oz. so
he's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest
a in his lap and a vest
he's lookin for the music from the before
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 muthaz son
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 and ride for me,
hey yo Daz 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 with the drama the dog street fight
and a lot a mob puttin on mo
problems solved, but with a fo-fo
but sure I did the record blast five times
254 sentence to jail time.
Midnight love
I've 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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