Good Night - Westside Gunn, Slick Rick

Ayo, woke up, brushed my teeth, looked in the mirror, seen my handsome face

I barely couldn’t sleep, I’m 'bout to make a hundred grand today (Ah)

Helmut Lang sweats with the splashes

Kiss Ace on the forehead and grab the ratchet

Ferrari in the garage, in the lodge

Bet my blood got the racetrack, his roof had stars

Dior duffle with two fifty, brought ten, he fronted ten

I sell my shits for thirty-five, I got a template 'bout to hit

Hit my nigga out in Cleveland, he can meet me out in Ares

Said he was gon' bring his cousin, nigga actin' kinda scary

I said, «Bool"(Bool), «Meet me at five, same place every time»

Somethin' 'bout this time, though, it had a bad vibe

Got there 4: 58, hit him up, he said he pullin' in

I hopped out, went to the trunk, and then removed the ten

He got out, talkin' all loud, laughin'

Where his bag?

I’m thinkin', then I seen his cousin grabbed it

Somethin' don’t feel right

Let me get this three-fifty, then I’m out, I ain’t even 'bout to count

Went to grab the gym bag, then I seen the forty flash

Nigga said, «Give it up», my heart start beatin' fast

Gave it up, then them niggas sped off in the wagon (Skrrt)

Then I made a call, I need them dead, but they was taxin' (Ah)

I didn’t give a fuck, them niggas pussy (Them niggas pussy)

Word is his cousin on the force, but he a rookie

Live in Cleveland Heights, got a wife and three kids, we need the addy (We need

the addy)

Make sure we get the ten bricks back, get at me

Two hours later, the fuck nigga got to his house

Put the gym bag down, then he fell on the couch

Thought he hit a good one, then he heard a noise upstairs

Called his wife name, no response, he hopped up out the chair

Went up the staircase, heard his newborn cyrin'

Walked in the nursery, then bullets start flyin' (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom,

boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Wife was tied up, seven hit the nigga, tore his ass up

My nigga jetted down the stairs, grabbed the bag, they was outta there (Skrrt)

Three hours later, got my ten bricks back (Got my ten bricks back)

Kiss Stacy on the forehead, good night (Good night)

The rookie cop fam not havin' it, intelligence was hella bent

Once upon a time when the swag was in development

What is kinfolk if two shots ring to see a bag drop?

I speed in SUVs, back wind so

Inchin' up, viewin' what I’m doin', gun crewin'

It was about hundred thou', I returned it since I knew him

Said, «Fast life, my nigga», please don’t ask 'bout it, Richard

Later on, breaking news, chalk outline a bitch, hurt

A noise outside, see cops all tense

With apprehend, gun flyin' over backyard fence

With a shot to his leg, he damn near bust in my crib

Didn’t sight excited, tied it, «Hide me, hide me»

Boom, boom, boom, «No, I didn’t see any flee from the-»

Check thorough, best lay here 'til tomorrow

Then tweeze out the bullet, so I bandage it, said «Thank you, Rick»

And once we were far in the trunk of my car

Said, «Got it from here», one of his peers, yeah, so I let him out

And now gettin' tortured, askin' questions 'bout his whereabouts

Asa, can you say «Daddy»?

Daddy