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Midnight love, love, midnight love, midnight 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 callin for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what never to come along
lookin stupid broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm but I'm a grown man
takin thangs my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but a twist ya like a twister
get with this
it on but its off
I 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
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 that I turn its still death 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 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 struggle and fight
it cost an arm and a leg just to live on your knees
and I'm to keep my sanity God help me please.
Mischeavius and devious is how my life was
puttin the serve down for cabbage to keep the niggaz buzzed
some of the money muthafuckaz the 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 back they get blowed up
up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play 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 shack, 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 low all in gettin that dough.
Now its all about the dollars
that bounce
havin cars and bitches on a amount
a million chillin
banks for many muthaz son
life and darkness
we all get it started, cold hearted
all around it my 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 you you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for dumb shit
the OGs they run the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
besides with the drama the dog fight street fight
and a lot a mob puttin on mo
problems solved, but whatever a fo-fo
but sure I did the record five times
254 sentence to jail time.
Midnight love
I've been walkin the street
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 open
midnight 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 what never to come along
lookin stupid broke startin
feelin dumb, I'm but I'm a grown man
takin thangs my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
but a twist ya like a twister
get with this
it on but its off
I 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
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 that I turn its still death 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 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 struggle and fight
it cost an arm and a leg just to live on your knees
and I'm to keep my sanity God help me please.
Mischeavius and devious is how my life was
puttin the serve down for cabbage to keep the niggaz buzzed
some of the money muthafuckaz the 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 back they get blowed up
up or not you can still get shot
you dont never play 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 shack, 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 low all in gettin that dough.
Now its all about the dollars
that bounce
havin cars and bitches on a amount
a million chillin
banks for many muthaz son
life and darkness
we all get it started, cold hearted
all around it my 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 you you and die for me
the tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for dumb shit
the OGs they run the youngsters control shit
every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
besides with the drama the dog fight street fight
and a lot a mob puttin on mo
problems solved, but whatever a fo-fo
but sure I did the record five times
254 sentence to jail time.
Midnight love
I've been walkin the street
love
I put my life on the line
midnight love
Cuz I've just gotta be me
midnight love.
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