Shadows (Main) The Reavers

[Hook: Sample from Frank Sinatra - “I Wished on the Moon”]
Every night was long and gloomy
Shadows gathered in the air

[Verse 1: AKIR]
Yeah
Every night, I tried to write about the urban plight
Trying to highlight moments to shine bright. We’ll be aight
Cops sliding by, trying to get some guy
Crooked. Seen in it his eyes. Another nigga took it
Pocketbooks shorter to cook. Coming back to books
Shorties laughing on the corner ‘cause that nigga’s shook

[Verse 2: Hasan Salaam]
Another song from the lord every time I tune up
My vocals cords and press Pro Tools and record
Every night, I tally up the abacus. Broke as fuck
With a wallet full of callouses paying for life’s challenges
Hear the screams of the seeds, mothers waiting
For Maury to tell ‘em who the daddy is. Sadly, it’s
Getting tougher to love life, so we getting raised
To find a way to pocket sunlight until it’s done right

[Verse 3: billy woods]
Every night, corners tight under lamplight, soft white
Hand-to-hand flight, dreaming pipes, fiends in satellites
He really writes on the handlebars
If traffic bright, exploding cars, holding stolen
Stars for light. Every night, clutching mics
Folding swollen bars, shrapnel shards, cluster
Bomb types