Thru The Night

(альбом: Child Of The Trenches II - 2020)

Look 'em in his eyes and you can see that darkness bright
I be with them dogs and they don't bark before they bite
Nowadays I'm chasing checks cause I'on care 'bout chasing stripes
Fore' you see them brighter days, you gotta make it thru them nights
Aye this pistol part my outfit put it on before the nights
We was posted with no option, you just post shit for the likes
Nowadays we shoot it out before you ever see us fight
I just bought myself a .50 drum to fit inside this pipe

We don't do the testing sending shots to send a message
Bro just got arrest for possessions of them weapons
Money never changed me cept' the way I'm probably dressing
Ninas, .55, sixes in em cars, shit blow his chest in
Ion know if it's demons or them just fucking my thoughts
Know niggas who never sober when they is them niggas lost
I'm the sickest in the city, you can tell just by my cough
I know some guys ain't seen they kids cause they been busy on that block
I know snitches and rodents some paper work, but still among us
Bro just sent a kite, he said its getting hard to cope
I know some killers who savage, but know some days them niggas froze up
That boy would've got moked if that ghost ain't ever choked up
Them days a nigga feel a nigga rose up
Probably hear it on the news before you see us put a post up
If the guys ain't getting in into the holster, show is over
I'm tryna turn these GMCs, I'm tryna slide inside them rovers

Look 'em in his eyes and you can see that darkness bright
I be with them dogs and they don't bark before they bite
Nowadays I'm chasing checks cause I'on care 'bout chasing stripes
Fore' you see them brighter days, you gotta make it thru them nights
Aye this pistol part my outfit put it on before the nights
We was posted with no option, you just post shit for the likes
Nowadays we shoot it out before you ever see us fight
I just bought myself a .50 drum to fit inside this pipe

I ain't sell my souls but put a price up on your head, it's still a store
Know niggas who fighting life with someone else, ain't tell a soul
If you living by that code, ain't no excuse to why you told
Highway to riches getting hard to see the road
Hit you with that fire, saying that you cold
Boy you soft as hell in person, on the gram you be so bold
If them boys looking up to you, be responsible on they mom
All them tools we been playing with that made us look like we in love
Back to back score, my niggas hitting in them rolls
Please don't hit my if you ain't talking 'bout no rolls
If we ain't getting in with poles, I ain't tryna do your show
Told my guyzer ain't a thing I wouldn't do for all my bros

Look 'em in his eyes and you can see that darkness bright
I be with them dogs and they don't bark before they bite
Nowadays I'm chasing checks cause I'on care 'bout chasing stripes
Fore' you see them brighter days, you gotta make it thru them nights
Aye this pistol part my outfit put it on before the nights
We was posted with no option, you just post shit for the likes
Nowadays we shoot it out before you ever see us fight
I just bought myself a .50 drum to fit inside this pipe