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Midnight love, midnight love, 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 little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what seems to come along
face 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 a twist ya a twister
get with this
it seems 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 left is death
now I can go on or I can G or 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 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 knees
and I'm tryin to keep my sanity God me please.
and devious is how my life was
puttin the serve down for cabbage just to keep the niggaz buzzed
of the money 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 I'll always not
rule one, pay attention to shit
dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the shift
shit shiggy shack, gettin it on, to the of dawn
now he's known for servin more than an oz. so
he's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest
a in his lap and a bulletproof vest
he's lookin for the music the night before
1, he layin low all in gettin that dough.
Now its all about the dollars
Impalas that bounce
havin cars and bitches on a amount
caught a million chillin
robbin banks for many son
life 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 come and ride for me,
hey yo Daz would you 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
midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
besides with the drama the dog fight street fight
and a lot a mob on mo
problems solved, but whatever with a fo-fo
but I did the blast five times
254 sentence to jail time.
Midnight love
I've 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 little druggie's callin for you
I'm makin things cappin fast
ain't no need to wait around for what seems to come along
face 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 a twist ya a twister
get with this
it seems 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 left is death
now I can go on or I can G or 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 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 knees
and I'm tryin to keep my sanity God me please.
and devious is how my life was
puttin the serve down for cabbage just to keep the niggaz buzzed
of the money 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 I'll always not
rule one, pay attention to shit
dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the shift
shit shiggy shack, gettin it on, to the of dawn
now he's known for servin more than an oz. so
he's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest
a in his lap and a bulletproof vest
he's lookin for the music the night before
1, he layin low all in gettin that dough.
Now its all about the dollars
Impalas that bounce
havin cars and bitches on a amount
caught a million chillin
robbin banks for many son
life 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 come and ride for me,
hey yo Daz would you 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
midnight I be loaded, high as a kite
besides with the drama the dog fight street fight
and a lot a mob on mo
problems solved, but whatever with a fo-fo
but I did the blast five times
254 sentence to jail time.
Midnight love
I've 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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