paroles de chanson Goodnight - Samad Savage

(Bro, I understand life is hard, and shit)
(But shit, my nigga, like)
(You either gon' sit there and)
(Take the fuckin' punches)
(Or you gon' get the fuck up and fight the fuck back?)

Crumbled up the world in my hand into pieces
So much drip, you would thought that I leaked this
Thought I was dead, it was all in they head
Now a nigga comin' back like Jesus
Gotta feed the team
And I'm sure that these crackers got cheese
I believe it's Cheese-Itz

Nigga been the wave, got 'em seasick
Now I'm pullin' up on yo' beaches
But I call 'em women 'cause I ain't that cold
But you know I ain't ever give a sheet

Switch the flow up
A nigga been gettin' his dough up
'Cause broke, what? I don't love
I'm livin' to pick all my bros up
Let's glow up, no 'hold up's
I figured I'm killin' you hoes, yup
I been deliverin' dope stuff

Like a drug dealer, but much iller
A clutch spitter
Now you stuck with a deluxe nigga
Ku Klux killer

Not a bullet hittin' 'em up
But I spread love 'til the hate dries up
That's why you motherfuckers hate my guts, ah!

(Skoodwidit!)
(Ishkood)
(Ishkood)
(Ishkood)

(Whoa!)
Goodnight (sleep)
Is a nigga good? What it look like? (Sheesh)
Doin' anything that I would like (beast)
Grindin' every night for the good life

(Yee, yee, whoa!)
Goodnight (sleep)
Is a nigga good? What it look like? (Sheesh)
Doin' anything that I would like (beast)
Grindin' every night for the good life

(Yee, yee, whoa!)

Everybody thought I was deceased, but (freeze up)
Now I'm comin' back like عيسى (Jesus!)
Like an immigrant, I keep a Visa (ease up)
Never that, now bring back on the beat
'Cause I'ma milk the game like some big ol' double Ds, yup
Feel it in my veins, like the blood I never bleed; what?
I could never be cut
Only handle hot shit
What the fuck's a tea cup? (Speed up)

I handle bars, now I'm ridin' 'til the 'cycle break
I might go make an idol shake
My vital trait's a tidal wave
I'm isolated by the way I hide away
'Til I create the final stage where I negate the constant hate
I'm sorry, wait

Get to a kind of pace the brain don't know how to take
I'm tryna slay illiterate pounds of waste
Non-creative haters cannot equate
It's bombs away the second they try to face
I won't let 'em operate
They'll find the fate is for me to dominate
I need you to concentrate (whoa!)

Let me know (yee)
When I'ma stop puttin' these beats in the burial (yee)
I was way too down bad, I was very broke (yee)
Nigga was bored, so he flipped, like a varial
Can't be a scary hoe
So much material (yee)
'Cause I heard from both sides like it's stereo (ooh)
Tryna copy my vibe like it's karaoke (wait)
Man of the house, I could carry yo' keys, please

I-I-I-I-I don't think you understand
I could never starve myself depending on another man
I could be broke one day, on the other hand
Disloyal rockstar; I'ma make another band!

Big facts
My appeal poppin', and I'm fresh, no Tic Tac
Bars hard, feel it in your stomach, that's a six-pack
All my niggas really made it happen, y'all jus' chit-chat
Had to show my ass; and while it's out
You can kiss that

(Skoodwidit!)
(Ishkood)
(Ishkood)
(Ishkood)

(Whoa!)
Goodnight (sleep)
Is a nigga good? What it look like? (Sheesh)
Doin' anything that I would like (beast)
Grindin' every night for the good life

(Yee, yee, whoa!)
Goodnight (sleep)
Is a nigga good? What it look like? (Sheesh)
Doin' anything that I would like (beast)
Grindin' every night for the good life

(Yee, yee, whoa)