Night In Tunisia
jay & kai trombone octet Lyrics


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I'm not a project baby anymore, I'm a suburban kid
I'm up like a thief in the night
Pushing packs and it's packaged up tight
She want money, she talk to me nice
She do what I say, then lil shawty my type
I went left but I know that I'm right
no this shit here not easy
Make me go hard when I know they believe in me
I know its some fuck niggas hate it to see me
At a restaurant seen myself right on TV
Know I run with some savages
In my city this shit could look pretty
But you could get murk if you stay on that lacking shit
Was a jit when I seen them toe tag a bitch
Watch them niggas they snitching, they be on that cracka shit
Show em weakness, they take all advantages
Beat the pussy like I'm trying to damage it
Been getting new money, trying to learn how to manage it
Give a fuck bout no clout
We roaming them routes
Get em in, get em out
Ain't no trying shit out
Get that shit that you need and get out of my house
I don't kno him he can't be around
Can't call you my bro if we ain't split a pound
I flew out that ho she stayed out of town
I'm licking her toes, I'm laying it down
I had a segment right on ESPN
Gotta stay solid, keep it G to the end
Run the couple thousand off a bitch CPN
I lied to that ho, said we'll both eat in the end
I heard that boy say he want smoke, used to be my dog
I found out he was feezy then
Walk around with that toolie
Cause niggas want do me, I can't make it easy then
We been up like a thief in the night
Pushing packs and its packaged up tight
She want money, she talk to me nice
She do what I say, then lil shawty my type
I went left but I know that I'm right
no this shit here not easy
They make me go hard when I know they believe in me
I know it some fuck niggas hate it to see me
At a restaurant seen myself right on TV
Know I run with some savages
In my city, this shit could look pretty
But you could get murk if you stay on that lacking shit
Was a jit when I seen them toe tag a bitche
Watch them niggas, they snitching, they be on that cracker shit
Show em weakness, they take all advantages
Beat the pussy like I'm trying to damage it
Been getting new money, trying to learn how to manage it
Found a jwet and it gleece
A whole lot of people invested in me
Shawty see me in action
I'm not with the cap, now that bitch can't get off of the meat
You get no money, get on you a leech
Like a pastor, these songs where I preach
That phony nigga been hating cause I done been places that's further than he ever reached
I started music, serenading the dead
Got a cutie on me, bitch I stay with the meds
Bus down a plato it be keeping me fed
I gotta watch though, I be peeping the feds
Just like a taco, shawty eat up the mess
Lil' bitch a demon, swear she eat it the best
Even blind niggas can see that I'm blessed
Even blind niggas can see that I'm blessed
I got perfect timing, I been waiting on God Niggas
weirdos and they fake, they be flawed
Zoe lady say, get me a job
Said I'm good, I'll just stick with these odds
I done started with niggas that I don't ever ever see around no more
A lot of niggas gone fold
A lot of times you gotta bust that mission solo
Before everyone up like a thief in the night
Pushing packs and it's packaged up tight
She want money, she talk to me nice
She do what I say, then lil' shawty my type
I went left but I know that I'm right
no this shit here not easy
It Make me go hard when I know they believe in me
I know when some fuck niggas hate it to see me
At a Restaurants seen myself right on TV
Know I run with some savages
In my city, this shit could look pretty
But you could get murk if you stay on that lacking shit
Was a jit when I seen them toe tag a bitch
Watch them niggas, they snitching, they be on that cracka shit
Show em weakness, they take all advantages




Beat the pussy like I'm tryna damage it
Been getting new money, tryna learn how to manage it

Overall Meaning

These lyrics from jay & kai trombone octet's song "A Night in Tunisia" depict the artist's journey and growth from a disadvantaged background to a more privileged one, as well as their experiences and observations along the way. The phrase "I'm not a project baby anymore, I'm a suburban kid" indicates a transformation from a rougher upbringing to a more comfortable lifestyle. The lyrics also touch on themes of money, power, and relationships.


The artist describes engaging in illegal activities, such as selling drugs ("Pushing packs and it's packaged up tight") and being involved with women who are only interested in money ("She want money, she talk to me nice"). Despite these actions, the artist asserts their own self-belief and determination to succeed ("I went left but I know that I'm right") and acknowledges the challenges they face ("no this shit here not easy").


The lyrics also address issues of loyalty and betrayal, with the artist cautioning against trusting others too easily and being aware of those who might snitch or take advantage ("Watch them niggas they snitching, they be on that cracka shit / Show em weakness, they take all advantages"). There is a sense of pride in overcoming obstacles and achieving success, with references to appearing on television and running with a group of fierce individuals ("Know I run with some savages").


Overall, the lyrics portray a complex narrative of personal growth, the desire for financial stability, and the need to navigate through various challenges and relationships.




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Written by: Jean Vilpin

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