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Midnight love, love, midnight love, midnight love, ohhhhh
midnight love
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 for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never seems to come along
face lookin stupid broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
takin thangs into my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but life a twist ya like a twister
get twisted this
it seems on but its off
I keep this shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out
dead at the chips
I they dip
its to hang on but I can't let go
on my last breath
blow out life whats 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 never turn the money to burn
but I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but these problems probably niggaz prayin to see
at an early age so at an early stage in life
I to get my ish tight ya struggle and fight
it cost an arm and a leg just to live on knees
and I'm tryin to keep my sanity 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 makin 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 whatever back they get blowed up
blown up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play those muthafuckaz I'll always not
number one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the midnight shift
shit 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 for the music from the night before
trouble 1, he low all in gettin that dough.
Now its all the dollars
Impalas that bounce
cars and on a proper amount
caught a million chillin
banks for 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 you would you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for dumb shit
the OGs they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
besides with the drama the dog street fight
and a lot a mob on mo
solved, but revolved 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 gotta be me
midnight love.
midnight love
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 for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never seems to come along
face lookin stupid broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man
takin thangs into my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but life a twist ya like a twister
get twisted this
it seems on but its off
I keep this shit
I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out
dead at the chips
I they dip
its to hang on but I can't let go
on my last breath
blow out life whats 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 never turn the money to burn
but I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I G
but these problems probably niggaz prayin to see
at an early age so at an early stage in life
I to get my ish tight ya struggle and fight
it cost an arm and a leg just to live on knees
and I'm tryin to keep my sanity 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 makin 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 whatever back they get blowed up
blown up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play those muthafuckaz I'll always not
number one, pay attention to this shit
dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the midnight shift
shit 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 for the music from the night before
trouble 1, he low all in gettin that dough.
Now its all the dollars
Impalas that bounce
cars and on a proper amount
caught a million chillin
banks for 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 you would you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for dumb shit
the OGs they run shit the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
besides with the drama the dog street fight
and a lot a mob on mo
solved, but revolved 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 gotta be me
midnight love.
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