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lirik lagu be at night – da’ magio

[verse 1]
ain’t ’bout what you about
it’s what you on and what you be at night
’cause anyone could pick a bl!ck up
and pretend to creep at night
until it’s time to slip in the clip
and pray that they see the light
those tables turn and bridges burn
toughen up, don’t you feed the frieght
you got the chance to keep the life
but lose the chance to freak at night
she love a man who keep a pipe
but f*ck a man who sling it right
y’all dummies who ain’t thinking right
pills, dope and lean, drinking and fights
just doing it to do it, addicted
now you a fiend at night
n*ggas in they teens getting k!lled on the daily
ten kay was like me but got smoked, they was hating
how you beefing ’bout a b*tch who you shouldn’t even be dating
girls lie and when they get caught they tell you that they was playing
cuzzo bl!ckless, but still hitting l!cks down in chicago
i don’t even drink for real but for p*ssy might down the bottle
smoke a couple of them blunts, pop a couple of them pills
i’m careful with who i’m f*cking with, they’ll smoke they bro with hollows
you tryna beef with us on wax, self snitching like a b*tch
fns, xds, glocks, all come with extentions
wartime, frontline sh*t, ain’t tweaking ’bout a mention
i ain’t missing, i’ma hit you, you ain’t living through them stitches
you ain’t living with them b*tches, you just put them in your vids
you ain’t never caught a body even when you off them mids
had to cut my mans off ’cause he working around them feds
same n*ggas who pulled me over thinking i’m selling nicks
spent two weeks inside a cell, inside a pod, i learned nothing
but a week inside the streets i learned to flip it and get double
even snitches like to hustle so i’m keeping my distance
and n*ggas b*tches, go from k!llers to prison and now they victims
[verse 2]
seen a shooter write a statement, seen computer n*ggas banging
seen a rich n*ggas from church turn to a n*gga with a stainless
went from peaceful to a gangland, now everybody is gang gang
how a n*gga go from handstands to practicing they aiming
ain’t no b*tch that i can trust, i’m barely trusting myself
i’m selling ten for a gram, i put trust in my wealth
them dividends coming in, i ain’t left on the shelf
but i know the feeling, say they love you but the last ones to help
i seen them hands turn like fans and my friends turn to crystal
my n*gga shot up in his hand so he turned to them pistols
can’t understand what we live so they judge us and diss us
can’t understand who i am but them murderers feel us
we got dope, tabs, coke and my forces on white
i’m all black think i’m skiing when we ride through the night
i got caught once, never again, i’m doing it right
do it alone or k!ll your partner, either way you’ll be ‘ight
i called bro last week and he really be struggling
how my job don’t pay enough so everybody out hustling
foenem kicked out of his crib but he know who he f*cking with
stayed with me, put him on game, said this money we’ll double it
when we was dumb doing trouble sh*t, back when we was a couple kids
if i say i got you, that mean what it mean on that humble sh*t
grab the ball but don’t fumble it, you gonna lose, learn to come from it
face your fears don’t you run from it, you’ll be fine as long as the sun is lit
my mans became a rat and i won’t never forgive him
but ’cause i love him i’ma leave him ain’t no reason to k!ll him
attempted murder on my dawg, he on the race, f*ck the prisons
if he get caught then he gonna face about a thirty year sentence
live in a hole of anxiety, day one n*ggas would lie to me
goofy n*gga was trying me, jumped then ended up fighting me
for respect went one on one and i lost i ain’t lying g
but a shoot off one on one make sure that little n*gga cry to me

- da magio

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