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jaydotsavage - "silent nights" كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(tre made this beat)
(ayy, pull up, lam)
yeah… yeah

[verse 1]
tryna warm the spot with the stove flame
thinkin’ back when we was broke, ain’t have no name
posted up, cold nights, it was so strange
tryna dodge them sirens, now it’s whole fame
sh_t get wicked, you can feel it when the love change
and i ain’t fold, even when they threw dirt on my name
talk behind your back, but never speak when it’s face to face
lil’ bro caught a case, now he stuck bеhind the gates
trap phone ringin’ likе a doorbell
i was down bad, now they say i got that war smell
f_ck twelve, we was ridin’ with a long sh_ll
he ain’t really slide, he just tweetin’ out a soft tale
grew up out that pressure, never had a choice
now i’m speakin’ pain, you can hear it in my voice
from a shoebox full of dreams to a bank vault
still remember hungry nights, that ain’t your fault

[chorus]
watch who you call your dog (these n_ggas fake)
watch who you let in the yard (these n_ggas snake)
watch who you trust with the play (they love to hate)
say he was solid, now that boy cooperate
watch who you call your brother (yeah)
he could turn into a sucker (for real)
watch who you call your shooter (bow)
he might fold when it’s pressure (n_gga)
[verse 2]
what you really know ’bout that backdoor?
heard he switchin’ sides for a stack more
came up from the floor where they trap raw
cousin died, mom cried, i was mad more
told me chill, but i’m ridin’ with my mask on
sayin’ f_ck the opps loud, no sad songs
you was hatin’ on the low, now the bag strong
remember when them b_tches used to laugh long?
now they blowin’ up my phone for a shoutout
same ones said i’d never make it out
had to grind, had to thug it, had to reroute
this that pain talk, not for tiktok or a freestyle
this for shorties in the jungle with a full clip
middle fingers to the law, i’m on hood sh_t
ain’t no love in these streets, just a k!ll switch
tryna numb the pain, sippin’ dark, feelin’ real sick

[chorus]
watch who you call your dog (don’t trust these n_ggas)
watch who you let in the yard (keep distance)
watch who you trust with the play (they be flippin’)
say he a demon, he snitchin’ when he sittin’
watch who you call your brother (he ain’t real)
he could turn into another (get you k!lled)
watch who you call your shooter (he gon’ squeal)
he might fold when it’s pressure (sh_t get real)
[outro]
keep your circle tight, f_ck a fake homie
rather ride solo than a snake on me
they switchin’ sides for a lil’ clout
keep your head low, find the safest route

- jaydotsavage

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