QreativeQU - Night Owl (feat. QUtheCREATIVE)

It's after dark and I got on my hoodie
I just want to go to the store to get cookies
Gave Momma a kiss on the forehead said I'm goody
She might not see me again like I'm playin hookey
This is my war zone, my head on a swivel
It can be midday, they still gonna get you

"I can't breathe" Mr. Officer
Just cause the corner is my office, sir
I'm tryin' to understand why you stopped me, sir
Maybe cause my skin color it's a stop and search
I was mindin' my business, on the curb
Just sold out so, I'm free to curve
Where I get the money to cop this merch
That's none of ya business Mr. Copper, sir
Up all night like I got to meet the sunrise
Doin' things all the time I used to do sometimes
I remember when I said I just want one time
Put in the work and you're goin to have a fun time
Life's not a game with unlimited runtime
YOLO on the fit cause You Only Live Once, I'm
Up all night like a night owl
Won't see a smile but I might scowl

It's after dark and I got on my Nikes
I just want to go to the store for an Icee
Gave Momma a kiss on the forehead, the nightly
They're settin' up traps for some people just like me
Do The Right Thing, that's the message from Spike Lee
Thought it would flatline, I saw it start spiking
Is this the peak or will we keep hiking
Black Lives Matter.. why they keep lying?

This is my war zone, my head on a swivel
It can be midday, they still gonna get you
Don't care about full rides, so what you can dribble
We screamin' out 'help me' and raised the decibel
I am not armed but you pulled out a pistol
I just want to talk to elected officials
We started off peaceful but then you brought missiles
Before the impact is when we heard the whistle
We heard the whistle
Before the impact they said "I'm goin to get you"
Put me in cuffs, well that thinkin' is wishful
They rather close casket so Momma can't kiss you
In their line of sight is when they notice you
I don't want a problem, I don't have an issue
I was just headed to the store cause back at my Auntie crib they done ran out of tissue
Now they want a deal?
They wait until after to ask how we feel
Caught it on camera, can't deny it's real
No justice, it's just us we play in a field
That's tilted so we always at the bottom of the hill
Might know who did it but no I'm not goin' to tell
If I don't protect mine then tell me who will
Got to come out blazin', call me Lou Will
Menace to society
You do not have to lie to me
You do not have to try to be
My friend cause IDC
The flow is an oddity
I'm a commodity
Askin' my God in me
To stay inside of me
Cause I don't have another cheek to turn
That's why I want to make ya cities burn

It's after dark and I'm dressed in all black
Couple dollars in my pocket, my mind is on snacks
Kiss my Momma on the forehead tell her I'll be back
If they don't terminate a man for bein' a minority
The "sorry's" be
Heartily discarded
They do nothin' for the families of the dearly departed
If I want revenge, you know where it started
In a race with a 'Rari feels like I'm go-kartin'

So It got to be 'Suped up
One of a kind so I cannot be grouped up
Maneuver the defense 'til I get the hoop up
I practice knots so you're easy to loop up
Not takin' your word so you got to put proof up
Ones not enough, so you got to put two up
There's a quota they got to hit every month
And their bonus is based off the true-up
So I'm schemin' and plottin'
Rememberin' the injustice at the bottom
It's goin down hill so it feels like a slalom
How I see 'em is how I have to call 'em
From my point of view I can clearly see the problem
But I can't explain it like a Whatchacallem
So I get frustrated then I lash out at the slightest little thing like "what did you call him?"
The temper is real
Momma told me to keep a calm temperament still
She told me the ones with the temper they steal
Their freedom, then cage 'em it tempers the will
She implored me be smart, I informed her I will
On a trumped up charge they'll try to give a man Wheel
But I guess that's better than dyin' from a kneel
To the neck, I'm next, and that's how it feel

It's after dark and I got on my fitted
I'm hungry for chicken, I'm hungry for biscuits
Kiss Momma on the forehead before I go get it
It's danger outside, so this is a mission
Up like a night owl, she prayin' for wisdom
Up like a night owl they preyin' on victims
Life is a vicious cycle and we all got to learn how to play in the white man's system

Written by:
Quion Gunning

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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