Concept Nothing
Night Lovell Lyrics


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Bitch name Alyssa, still I'm gone with no swisher
Shots of rum in the picture I take the time get me richer
Got the thot so intact, dark from ground to the cat
Made a bill from the stack this shit got a pill for the back
Hit that bitch from the back
Say you run with the pack
Miss my face with that shit you say that you bring the fuck back
Say I'm alway so cold, told the story to know
In the facts that I say I'm livin' the north of the gold
I'm so ashamed don't run, don't you run
Thinkin that you'd end this shit from excess to the gun
Burning in the light, from the motherfucking sun
My ways to the stage don't you never fucking fund
No stats, no practice, stay low, never a shit show
Takin stacks for the snow, i take your bitch and she know
Movin' fast, through the glass, never take it
Niggas talk, never walk and i come back straight to (lacing)?
(nab)? that shit been dead, still you down your fucking head
Seen with (stats)? to (directs)? i go down with thots in the back
Dumb ass nigga with the (rukka)? fuck around and pop ya'
No im never gonna stop her
(wept)? the part where you a (marker)?
Tell, them, my life, always, down, from, the, crowd
Never, will i, make yo, ass, down, for the, town
Layin', on the, low, face, down, in the, (bay)?
Sippin, gin, never, take, facts, to the, back
Let's go down to my niggas, tell me bitch, don't sing it
Tell me shit but thats counterfeit
Think im dumb cause then shit i lit
Momma said (four figures)? make it big no (dealis)?
Walkin round', no trace of hit, takin' cash from yo dealer's shit
Chip slow for the back show bout' ten mil in 'Lando
Paint shit from thot shit you call me Picasso
Niggas say that i'm wack though, fuck a bitch in yo' Volvo
White meat on my plate though white sheet to my (peso)?

Already done,
Fuck you niggas, i'm already done
Already done, i'm already done
Fuck you niggas, im already done
Never shit fun, run with the gun
And fuck you niggas, i'm already done
Already done, never shit fun
Already done
Done

Crack house sniffin' in the back though, coke buy shoe shit make dough
Niggas think they should plateau, come back in the same brand coat
Try me bitch if you can though, find me slick in a small boat
Touch my shit get cut throat, walk by swift with the same note
Nigga use a lie, claim you still the guy
I fuck you up so quick and take your motherfucking tie




Saying you should die, locked up in the sky
Restricted to the moves i want to make i never try

Overall Meaning

The song "Concept Nothing" by Night Lovell is a dark and brooding track that touches on themes such as drugs, power, and disillusionment. In the first verse, Lovell talks about his lifestyle, which involves indulging in drugs and women. He speaks about being wealthy and successful, but also feeling ashamed and disconnected from the rest of the world. The chorus repeats the phrase "already done" several times, suggesting a sense of finality and resignation.


Throughout the song, Lovell's lyrics are cryptic and fragmented, painting a picture of someone who is struggling to find meaning in their life. He touches on themes such as addiction, betrayal, and violence, creating a sense of tension and unease in the listener. The song's ominous beat and haunting melody add to this sense of darkness and despair.


Overall, "Concept Nothing" is a powerful and intense song that showcases Night Lovell's distinctive style of blending hip-hop and horrorcore elements.


Line by Line Meaning

Bitch name Alyssa, still I'm gone with no swisher
I don't care about this girl named Alyssa, I'm gone without even smoking a swisher (cigar)


Shots of rum in the picture I take the time get me richer
I'm making money from my music and spending it on drinking rum, but I'm still getting even richer


Got the thot so intact, dark from ground to the cat
I have a promiscuous girl with me who is experienced in sex to the point that she is almost as dark as the ground


Made a bill from the stack this shit got a pill for the back
I've made a lot of money (bill) and I have a pill for my back pain from all the hard work I've done to make it


Hit that bitch from the back
I had sex with the girl (thot) from behind


Say you run with the pack
You claim to be part of my group (pack), but you're not really with us


Miss my face with that shit you say that you bring the fuck back
Don't try to bring back the same old bullshit (shit) to me, because I don't want to hear it


Say I'm alway so cold, told the story to know
People say that I'm always distant and unapproachable, but it's just part of my story and personality


In the facts that I say I'm livin' the north of the gold
I'm living in a place that is less glamourous, less successful (north of the gold) than what others believe


I'm so ashamed don't run, don't you run
I'm so embarrassed about my own actions, I don't even want to run away from them, I want to face them head on


Thinkin that you'd end this shit from excess to the gun
You want to end this situation (this shit) with extreme measures like a gun, but that won't solve anything


Burning in the light, from the motherfucking sun
I'm suffering, burning (both physically and mentally) from the exposure to the harsh realities of life (symbolized by the sun)


My ways to the stage don't you never fucking fund
My path to success is unique and not easily paid for (funded) by others, I have to work for it myself


No stats, no practice, stay low, never a shit show
I don't need to show off (no shit show) with the fame I've gained without any prior experience (no stats, no practice), I just need to stay humble


Takin stacks for the snow, i take your bitch and she know
I'm making money (stacks) by selling cocaine (snow), and I'm also sleeping with someone else's girl


Movin' fast, through the glass, never take it
I'm living life fast, but I'm not letting anyone see through my exterior (glass)


Niggas talk, never walk and i come back straight to (lacing)?
People talk a lot but don't take real action, meanwhile I'm focusing on dealing with the underground drug trade (lacing)


(nab)? that shit been dead, still you down your fucking head
I'm already finished with a certain thing (nabbed it), but you're still stuck on it and not moving forward


Seen with (stats)? to (directs)? i go down with thots in the back
I'm hanging out with successful people, and I'm also sexually involved with promiscuous women


Dumb ass nigga with the (rukka)? fuck around and pop ya'
Some stupid person will try to shoot me (pop ya') and I'll retaliate


No im never gonna stop her
I'm never going to stop hustling and making money


(wept)? the part where you a (marker)?
I'm disregarding the part where you show off (marker), because that kind of behavior is not for me


Tell, them, my life, always, down, from, the, crowd
I want everyone to know that my life has been a constant struggle (always down) and not glamorous like what people might assume from seeing me in the public eye (the crowd)


Never, will i, make yo, ass, down, for the, town
I won't let anyone bring me down or soil my reputation, especially not for the sake of my hometown


Layin', on the, low, face, down, in the, (bay)?
I'm laying low and keeping a low profile, staying away from trouble (symbolized by Bay Area street slang)


Sippin, gin, never, take, facts, to the, back
I'm drinking gin and not ignoring the truth (facts), I'm accepting it head-on


Let's go down to my niggas, tell me bitch, don't sing it
Let's go hang out with my friends, and don't complain about my lifestyle


Tell me shit but thats counterfeit
You can tell me whatever you want, but I know it's fake (counterfeit)


Think im dumb cause then shit i lit
You might think I'm stupid (because of the drugs I take), but I'm actually quite intelligent


Momma said (four figures)? make it big no (dealis)?
My mother told me that making a lot of money (four figures) is important, but I don't have to break the law to make it


Walkin round', no trace of hit, takin' cash from yo dealer's shit
I'm walking around unnoticed, taking money from other drug dealers without leaving any evidence (no trace of hit)


Chip slow for the back show bout' ten mil in 'Lando
I'm investing a lot of money (chips) slowly in the back (underground), and I'm making about ten million dollars from it in my city (Orlando)


Paint shit from thot shit you call me Picasso
I'm selling drugs (paint shit) and making money from it like an artist (Picasso), while also having sex with promiscuous women (thots)


Niggas say that i'm wack though, fuck a bitch in yo' Volvo
People might say I suck (that I'm wack), but I'm still having sex with girls in their cars (Volvo)


White meat on my plate though white sheet to my (peso)?
I'm eating white meat (cocaine) on my plate, and I'm also making money from dealing it (peso), but it's not without consequences (symbolized by the white sheet like a death shroud)


Fuck you niggas, i'm already done
I don't care about other people's opinions, I'm already successful and done with dealing with negativity


Never shit fun, run with the gun
My experiences (never shit fun) have not been enjoyable, and I've had to resort to violence (run with the gun)


And fuck you niggas, i'm already done
I don't need anyone's approval (especially negative people's), I'm already finished with my goals and aspirations


Already done, never shit fun
I'm already finished with my goals, but it came with sacrifices and unpleasant experiences (never shit fun)


Done
I'm completely finished and successful


Crack house sniffin' in the back though, coke buy shoe shit make dough
I'm sniffing crack in the back of a house, making money by selling cocaine, and then using that money to buy high-end shoes to sell for even more profits


Niggas think they should plateau, come back in the same brand coat
People think they've reached a plateau, a high level of success, but they're really just stuck in the same routine and image (same brand coat)


Try me bitch if you can though, find me slick in a small boat
If someone wants to test me (try me), they'll find me cunning and resourceful (slick), like navigating a small boat in dangerous waters


Touch my shit get cut throat, walk by swift with the same note
If you mess with me or my money (touch my shit), you'll get your throat cut, and I'll still remain calm and collected (walking by swift with the same note)


Nigga use a lie, claim you still the guy
Someone is lying (use a lie) and trying to seem important (claiming to still be the guy), but I know better


I fuck you up so quick and take your motherfucking tie
You'll regret messing with me, because I'll quickly retaliate and take everything you think you have (symbolized by the tie)


Saying you should die, locked up in the sky
People are saying I should die (figuratively speaking), trapped in the sky (symbolizing the limitations of my life)


Restricted to the moves i want to make i never try
I feel like my life and opportunities are restricted, so I find myself not even trying to make any moves forward




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Written by: Night Lovell

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57 Pixels

[Verse 1]
Bitch name Alyssa, still I'm gone with no Swisher
Shots of rum in the pitcher I take the time get me richer
Got the thot so intact, dark from ground to the cat
Made a bill from the stack this shit got a pill for the back
Hit that bitch from the back
Say you run with the pack
Miss my face with that shit you say that you bring the fuck back
Say I'm always so cold, told the story to know
In the facts that I say I live in the north of the gold
I'm so ashamed don't run, don't you run
Thinking that you'd end this shit from excess to the gun
Burning in the light, from the motherfucking sun
My ways to the stage don't you never fucking fund
No status, no practice, stay low, never a shit show
Takin stacks for the snow, I take your bitch and she know
Movin' fast, through the glass, never take it
Niggas talk, never walk and I come straight back to lacing
Nab that shit been dead, still you down your fucking head
Seen with stats to da racks I go down with thots in the back
Dumb ass nigga with the Ruger
Fuck around and pop ya'
No, I'm never gonna stop her
Cut the power
You a marker
Tell, them, my life, always, down, from, the, crowd
Never, will I, make yo, ass, down, for the, town
Layin', on the, low, face, down, in the, bay
Sippin, gin, never, take, facts, to the, back
Let's go down to my niggas, tell me bitch, don't sing it
Tell me shit but that's counterfeit
Think I'm dumb cause then shit I lit
Momma said four figures, make it big, no dealers
Walking round', no trace of hit, takin' cash from yo dealer's shit
Chip slow for the back show bout' ten mil in 'Lando
Paint shit from thot shit you call me Picasso
Niggas say that I'm wack though, fuck a bitch in yo' Volvo
White meat on my plate though, white sheet to my pencil

[Hook]
Already done, already done
Fuck you niggas, I'm already done
Already done, I'm already done
Fuck you niggas, I'm already done
Never shit fun, run with the gun
And fuck you niggas, I'm already done
Already done, never shit fun
Already done...
Done

[Verse 2]
Crackhouse sniffin' in the back though, coke white shoe, shit make dough
Niggas think they should plateau, come back in the same brand coat
Try me bitch if you can though, find me slick in a small boat
Touch my shit get cutthroat, walk by swift with the same note
Nigga you's a lie, claim you still the guy
I fuck you up so quick and take your motherfucking tie
Saying you should die, locked up in the sky
Restricted to the moves I want to make I never try



Dersxm

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bitch name Alyssa, still I'm gone with no Swisher
Shots of rum in the pitcher I take the time get me richer
Got the thot so intact, dark from ground to the cat
Made a bill from the stack this shit got a pill for the back
Hit that bitch from the back
Say you run with the pack
Miss my face with that shit you say that you bring the fuck back
Say I'm always so cold, told the story to know
In the facts that I say I live in the north of the gold
I'm so ashamed don't run, don't you run
Thinking that you'd end this shit from excess to the gun
Burning in the light, from the motherfucking sun
My ways to the stage don't you never fucking fund
No status, no practice, stay low, never a shit show
Takin stacks for the snow, I take your bitch and she know
Movin' fast, through the glass, never take it
Niggas talk, never walk and I come straight back to lacing
Nab that shit been dead, still you down your fucking head
Seen with stats to da racks I go down with thots in the back
Dumb ass nigga with the Ruger
Fuck around and pop ya'
No, I'm never gonna stop her
Cut the power
You a marker
Tell, them, my life, always, down, from, the, crowd
Never, will I, make yo, ass, down, for the, town
Layin', on the, low, face, down, in the, bay
Sippin, gin, never, take, facts, to the, back
Let's go down to my niggas, tell me bitch, don't sing it
Tell me shit but that's counterfeit
Think I'm dumb cause then shit I lit
Momma said four figures, make it big, no dealers
Walking round', no trace of hit, takin' cash from yo dealer's shit
Chip slow for the back show bout' ten mil in 'Lando
Paint shit from thot shit you call me Picasso
Niggas say that I'm wack though, fuck a bitch in yo' Volvo
White meat on my plate though, white sheet to my pencil

[Hook]
Already done, already done
Fuck you niggas, I'm already done
Already done, I'm already done
Fuck you niggas, I'm already done
Never shit fun, run with the gun
And fuck you niggas, I'm already done
Already done, never shit fun
Already done...
Done

[Verse 2]
Crackhouse sniffin' in the back though, coke white shoe [?]
Niggas think they should plateau, come back in the same brand coat
Try me bitch if you can though, find me slick in a small boat
Touch my shit get cutthroat, walk by swift with the same note
Nigga you's a lie, claim you still the guy
I fuck you up so quick and take your motherfucking tie
Saying you should die, locked up in the sky
Restricted to the moves I want to make I never try



MaKa Sy

Ayy, ayy, uh huh
Ayy, yeah, uh

[Verse 1]
Bitch name Alyssa
Still, I'm gone with no Swisher
Shots of rum in the pitcher
I take the time, get me richer
Got the thot so intact
Dark from ground to the cat
Made a bill from the stack
This shit got a pill for the back
Hit that bitch from the back
Say you run with the pack
Miss my face with that shit
You say that you bring the fuck back
Say I'm always so cold
Told the story to know
In the facts that I say I live in the north of the gold, ayy, yeah
I'm so ashamed
Don't run, don't you run
Thinking that you'd end this shit from excess to the gun
Burning in the light, from the motherfucking sun
My way’s to the stage, don't you never fucking fund
No status, no practice
Stay low, never a shit show
Takin’ stacks for the snow
I take your bitch and she know
Movin' fast through the glass, never take it
Niggas talk, never walk
And I come straight back to lacing
Nab that shit, been dead
Still you down your fucking head
Seen with stats to the racks
I go down with thots in the back
Dumb ass nigga with the Ruger
Fuck around and pop ya
No, I'm never gonna stop her
Cut the power
You a marker
Tell them my life always down from the crowd
Never will I make yo’ ass down for the town
Layin' on the low, face down in the bay
Sippin’ gin, never take facts to the back
Let's go down to my nigga’s
Tell me, bitch, don't sing it
Tell me shit but that's counterfeit
Think I'm dumb ‘cause then shit I lit
Momma said four figures
Make it big, no dealers
Walking 'round, no trace of hit
Takin' cash from yo’ dealer's shit
Chip slow for the back show ‘bout ten mil’ in 'Lando
Paint shit from thot shit, you call me Picasso
Niggas say that I'm wack though
Fuck a bitch in yo' Volvo
White meat on my plate though
White sheet to my pencil Chorus]
Already done, fuck you niggas, I'm already done
Already done, I'm already done
Fuck you niggas, I'm already done
Never shit fun
Run with the gun
And fuck you niggas, I'm already done
Already done
Never shit fun
Already done, done

[Verse 2]
Crackhouse sniffin' in the back though
Coke white shoe, shit make dough
Niggas think big, she a plateau
Come back in the same brand coat
Try me, bitch, if you can though
Find me slick in a small boat
Touch my shit, get cutthroat
Walk by swift with the same note
Nigga, you's a lie
Claim you still the guy
I fuck you up so quick and take your motherfucking tie
Saying you should die
Locked up in the sky
Restricted to the moves I want to make, I never try



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not anymore sadly😔 R.I.P

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