Di Notte (feat. Sfera Ebbasta & Carl Brave)

I walk alone through the streets at night
And it’s dangerous with thieves and whores
Nothing scares me, my shoes are brand new
And after another night, a new sun will rise

And if you want, I’ll give you a ride even if I can’t promise we’ll make it by three
You know how much Google Maps sucks
And I could go 200 on this new coupe
But I’m only going 50 because I want to spend a little more time with you, with you

I come from a place where either you look for them, or bro, they find you
You know, dodging and then making it, it’s like a double job
Knowing you have a gift makes it harder
Sometimes it takes courage just to be scared
In a world of appearances, even family disappears
I cut the cord with my teeth

If you read the title, skip the article and go straight to the conclusions
How can you expect better days to come?
And if I change in every piece, it’s for a clearer picture
Who keeps taking photos of the same subject?
And if you think there’s a different end, don’t confuse me
Money is a means to keep me from being corrupted

I walk alone through the streets at night
And it’s dangerous with thieves and whores
Nothing scares me, my shoes are brand new
And after another night, a new sun will rise

And if you want, I’ll give you a ride even if I can’t promise we’ll make it by three
You know how much Google Maps sucks
And I could go 200 on this new coupe
But I’m only going 50 because I want to spend a little more time with you, with you

I walk alone among thieves and whores
The iPhone in my pocket is asleep
The speed cameras flash like they’re photojournalists
Cars stop at the red light
At the stop, a hooker pretends to wait for the bus
The cops are making their rounds

They’re behind me and it’s giving me whiplash
They stop me, saying it’s protocol
They’ve never left me with a good memory
This night is lit, the sky is all white
I put on Google Maps, it says I’m arriving
You leave your AirPods and take everything off (Go)
And grab a corkscrew, I’ve got four of them

I opened one for the trip
I poured it out under that underpass
That says: God loves you (doesn’t love you)
We’re like gravel on the road
We fill the holes of this ruined story

I walk alone through the streets at night
And it’s dangerous with thieves and whores
Nothing scares me, my shoes are brand new
And after another night, a new sun will rise

And if you want, I’ll give you a ride even if I can’t promise we’ll make it by three
You know how much Google Maps sucks
And I could go 200 on this new coupe
But I’m only going 50 because I want to spend a little more time with you, with you

In the square, they were selling smoke but I, bro, don’t sell smoke
In your eyes, if you succeed in something, you lose someone
And there’s always a sad note even if I’ve taken flight
It wasn’t as I imagined, said the nightingale.