Kapjav - night time hits lyrics

Nightime hits it’s never the same
Got a lot of drinks but no I’m not playing
They like me cuz I never complain

Hit my line Tryna break up the chains
Phone don’t work like I can’t pick it up
Brudda keep asking me what’s in the cup

I feel the doubt all over my body
I get the same love out of the cut
Better get up when the time has come

Walk on a beat but I’m always running
In my dreams I was selling my soul
Won’t break the code I can’t play their role


Half of the story they won’t evеr tell it
Only got high when I wanna watch belly
Sand on my feet on a beech likе nelly

How u treat the b*tch jus like r Kelly
Bro only wanted some raps for a song
Everything’s right when you know that it’s wrong

Hate for the family they didn’t have faith
Left home p*ssed but I came back great
Take that risk know I’ll make it safely
Jus seen god told me to stay humble
Beating the odds if u came from a struggle
I can’t believe em they got me in trouble

Keep sh*t quiet like I’m wearing a muzzle
Just Tryna f*ck no I’m not Tryna cuddle
I used too hate but I got a lil smarter
Realise I can do the same sh*t too

Looked on the news and I seen my brother
Look at the journey too see if I’m you
She tried too leave me I told her it’s cool

Try sayin something I already knew
Nothing is real but I still want a peice
Rap sh*t took everything that I needed

No more friends but I pay my own lease
It doesn’t make sense doing shows for free
Told me relax don’t do too much

Town washed up everybody wants out
I had a pack when they they said it’s a drought
Times Finna pass might aswell do it now

Then thank god that he made it count
Don’t check balance know I’m making count
Still don’t mean that I serve anybody
Karmas around and loves the love
Take a look see what the drugs have done
Helped run it up but can’t feel a thing


Lady’s fat but she’s still not singin
Guess that means we gotta go in again



Seventeen with more than seventeen

He was just a kid they didn’t let him be
Think about life when it’s all about mine
Mom in the crib she was always fighting

Pops is gone but it made us better
Focused on copping a brand new sweater
Still on the net so it can’t be that bad

Hate I reflect all the things that they lack
Please dont forget that u wanna be u
Still down bad I won’t see nobody

Wear the same fit like I was a cartoon
Everyone flexing theirs always a next one
Get so different that it turns too the rest
Wonder who’s names gonna be on the Cheque
I’ll pay tax I can’t pay more respect
Already did it I saw where it gets