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letra de goodnight - davincii remix - samad savage

[intro]
bro, i understand life is hard and sh-t
but sh-t, my n-gga, like
you either gone sit there, and take them f-cking punches
or you gone get the f-ck up, and fight the f-ck back

[verse 1]
crumbled up the world in my hand into pieces
so much drip, you would’ve thought that i leaked this
thought i was dead, it was all in they head
now a n-gga coming back like jesus
gotta feed the team, and i’m sure that these crackers got cheese
i believe it’s cheese-itz
n-gga been the wave, got ’em sea sick
now i’m pulling up on your beaches
but i call them women cause i ain’t that cold
but you know i ain’t never gave a sheet, switch the flow up
a n-gga been getting his dough up
cause broke what, i don’t love
i’m living to pick all my bros up
let’s glow up, no hold ups
i figured i’m k!lling you hoes, yup
i been delivering dope stuff
like a drug dealer, but much iller
a clutch spitter, now you stuck with a deluxe n-gga, ku klux k!ller
not a bullet hitting them up
but i spread love, ’til the hate dries up
that’s why you motherf-ckers hate my guts

[pre-chorus]
(woo, whoa)
skoodwidit
(whoa, whoa)
ishkood, ishkood
(whoa)
ishkood, ishkood
(woo, whoa, whoa)

[chorus]
whoa, goodnight (sleep)
is a n-gga good, what it look like? (sheesh)
doing anything that i would like (beast)
grinding every night for the good life (yee, yee)
whoa, goodnight (sleep)
is a n-gga good, what it look like? (sheesh)
doing anything that i would like (beast)
grinding every night for the good life (yee, yee)
woah

[verse 2]
everybody thought i was deceased, but (freeze up)
now i’m coming back like عيسى (jesus)
like an immigrant, i keep a visa (ease up), never that
now bring on back 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 sh-t
what the f-ck’s a tea cup? (speed up)
i handle bars, now i’m riding 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 trynna slay illiterate pounds of waste
non-creative haters cannot equate
it’s bombs away, the second they try to face
i won’t let them operate
they’ll find the fate is for me to dominate
i need you to concentrate (woah)
let me know when i’ma stop putting these beats in the burial
i was way too down bad, i was very broke
n-gga was bored, so he flipped like a varial
can’t be a scary hoe, so much material
’cause i heard from both sides like it’s stereo
tryna copy my vibe like it’s karaoke
man of the house, i can carry yo keys
please, 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 popping and i’m fresh, no tic tac
bars hard, feel it in your stomach- that’s a six pack
all my n-ggas really made it happen, y’all just chit chat
had to show my ass, and while it’s out, you can kiss that

[pre-chorus]
(woo, whoa)
skoodwidit
(whoa, whoa)
ishkood, ishkood
(whoa)
ishkood, ishkood
(woo, whoa, whoa)

[outro]
(woo, whoa)
skoodwidit
(whoa, whoa)
ishkood, ishkood
(whoa)
ishkood, ishkood
(woo, whoa, whoa)

- samad savage

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