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Nightcrawler
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Nightcrawler was released on February 24, 2022 by Starbeam Recordings as a part of the album Nightcrawler - Single
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Release DateFebruary 24, 2022
LabelStarbeam Recordings
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Muhammad Abdullah
Muhammad Abdullah
Songwriter

Lyrics

Don't tell me
Just show me
That's what she told me when we talked about our own dreams
21, almost 22, my window's closing
How late is too late when you've been at it since you was 14?
How many friends did the Earth reclaim in that same time?
How many times did my heart break behind that grapevine?
Feel like therapy's the way to go but that's fine
I'll figure it out all on my own, I'm on Allah's time
Just a lost cause with a compass making up lost time
Hoping the mirror would reveal the truth when I forgot mine
If life's a bitch then I'm a leash
If life's a dream then I'm asleep
It seems to me that
Everyone is telling me I overthink
But fuck it then
Someone's gotta contemplate the bigger picture
When cops shoot you and their sons act like **** witcha
Ctrl+C, Ctrl+V, Ctrl+Alt+Delete ya
Jerome gets suspended before Brandon by the teacher
And the leeches in the bleachers trynna teach me how to ball
Wouldn't reach me if I fall
They just need me for my flaws
Think of this as me erasing this deadweight
A renewal of sorts, I'm just keeping my head straight
Catching hell but in my heart is where my Heavens buried
Taking every shot to make it like I'm Stephen Curry
The wrinkles on her face disclose to me she's extra worried
But if I ask about the fact she says she's never worried
I did prefer the lies, but now I see the stress is hurting
What kind of son would just observe this woman more deserving?
College kid, piling debt, that's just an extra burden
I know my destined purpose
Before I had a debit card, I fingered through hundreds til my thumbs sore
Never Stalin on the bread, I was Russian since a young boy
Slowly stack a mountain of presidents I need to rush more
Cuz time is money
Time is money
Tunnel vision but I keep the lames in my peripheral
Speaking like a scholar, but I'm smoother than a criminal
Compare how small my circles was in life and at my funeral
See how many faces show up to claiming I was little bro
**** don't even respect their closest relationships
How can I trust you'll even respect our mutual acquaintanceship?
**** gossip like bitches, what can I make of it?
**** stopping progress cuz their complaisance turned to hating quick.
Last year, I witnessed most my plans fall apart
Doubt about my true talents consumed and ate at all my heart
Overshadowed by success I felt that most my partners got
Made me think I wasn't worthy, I was casted in the dark
When second guessing every step made me stop and take a break
Jealousy and self-defeat could never ever paved a away
I thought I was abandoned to this 9-5 grave shift
But The Greatest Planner wasn't finished with His slave yet
So I took the time, healed a little, prayed on it
Stayed on it, stayed honest
Learned to work for results and then wait on it
I had teach myself these lessons over again
Like never fear man, he fears what he doesn't understand
"Ayo, Muhammad, where you been at?"
Shut the fuck up, ****
Be like Giannis with your wallet, get your bucks up, ****
I come from a people hiding trauma under tough love, ****
So if I told you soul searching you'll say, "tough luck, ****"
I've been quiet for two years, I learned to shut up, ****
And the competitions still getting fucked up, ****
You can't inherit this much wealth from any trust fund, ****
Ain't no breaks when you're this great and you're still this young, ****
Wonderboy still running shit
Independent not one assist
Triple double on every song
I produce the beats and I write these hits
I want the blue faces likes I'm talking about Mystique's cheeks
In every multiverse the hottest ****'s sposed to be me
If every king has an empire, then mine's in the making
All this fire in my eyes means the world for the taking
If every king has a crown
Then mine are the naps
On the tops of my scalp
That taught me to be proud
If every king has enemies, then mine are in the shadows
May I meet them as an ally or them hanging in the gallows
If every king has a dream, the my is of compassion
If the streets take it from it, pray my legacy will have it
Written by: Muhammad Abdullah
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