Children Of The Night ft. DonGiela Lyrics

Children of the night

I hear them calling

Pick up the phone ain't no time

For no stalling

Nightmares and dreams

Yeah I have them often

But when you're a genius baby

You don't worry about the Problems

Night job ive been fighting so hard

9 to 5 clocking in

Just to make my dreams come true

Night guard

Ive been on the night watch

$15 an hour to live

Man that shit won't do

It's a matter of time

Before they hear my shit

And I blow

So until then you can find me

Clocked in at the fluffing fold

In the back room

With fl plugged in

Mixing beats with lyrics

I ain't worried about

If it sounds good

I'm just making sure y'all feel it

I ain't trying to be incoherent

Trust me these days

Most consumers wouldn't know

The truth if they hear it

Brainwashed

You can hear the whole agenda

All in their lyrics

BLELL never compromise my art

For none of your gimmicks

The Paddock that shining

On my wrist at night time

The children calling me calling me

Blowing my phone up

This girl keep

Stalling me stalling me

Told you baby

If you need something

Then you can call me

I want my money

Better give it to me

I heard they sleeping

Better wake em up

When they see donnie in the cut

They better hustle up

feel like I see keef in the trap

With a brand new

Smith and wesson

And if that boy raising his voice

I don't know who he pressing

Yeah I ain't the one

Better know that

This nigga stay taking them l's

Better hold that

This brand new draco

Got blowback

And I now I feel like yeezy

Cuz we got some mo racks

More Racks more Racks

We bought to flip the bag

Are mental mindset is

Money motivated you mad

BLELL and Giela

Pulling up in Gucci sweaters

Looking pristine show me a duo

Who do it better I could wait

I bet that they thought

This shit was over

Children of the night

We never gonna be done

And I earned my respect

You better show me some

If I'm Luke Skywalker

Giela Obi-Wan

That's why we always move

At night time

Vin Diesel our vision Riddick

In nightlight

For the right price

We'll bust up in the crib

Point them out

Nigga go night night

I'm a mercenary

They schizophrenic

They lies becoming the truth

Starting to believe some of the lies

They tell in the booth

The doctors gave me my diagnosis

He said the prognosis

Was propaganda

And the ones who falling for it

That show bit of information

That's me being heroic

And if this seems emotional

I was emotional when I wrote it

Something struck a nerve

Don't judge

There's one thing that i notice

That the pressures from reality

Pushes the minds of poets

Children of the night time

Children of the night time

Children of the night time

We picked up the phone

Children of the night time

Children of the night time

Children of the night time

We picked up the phone