Street Lights

Look I love you but
I gotta get the outta here
I'll talk to you later
Fuck man
Just can't do this no more
Gotta clear my mind
Get some tunes
What's on the radio
Oh Green Oriole
Shit thats just what I need

To give a homie room to speak
When everything around me
Seem like valleys no peaks
My girl no longer round me
Now she doubt me cut deep
Escaping in my studio
To speak tongue and cheek
Swangin' on the block
Had to tell my baby
I'm gon break the chain
It ain't temporary
So I'm making my way
Under the street lights
Pit stop by the park
And rolled a blunt tight
Fuck I left my lighter at home
But I ain't turning back
Bought a bic on the corner
And ima flick that bic till it's gone
Because my weed supply
Pile high by the zone
I bet she be hot by
The end of this song
But I'm on my I don't give a fuck
Shit right or wrong
And baby we don had a good run
But seven years later
And my feet gone numb
What happened to all the fun
Now we just come home and fuss
And fightin' I'm like this
Cannot go on if I'm righteous
I light this fire
To bring this whole bitch down
Deconstruct to reconstruct
Is my lifestyle
The reaper come but he
Gon' have to slow on down
The street lights keep the
Scene bright I'm comin' down
As I get swallowed under city lights
I set the mood and she
Gon' suck me right
But it just ain't the same
I take flight
I wish the thot a goodnight
Shift from park to drive
I'm comin' live
To spit this dope
Knowin' that it survive
Poke and proddin' the
Beat until it come alive
I got my tokens they
Cheap but it get me by
Get you high with
The truth I spit
When I get up on the mic
I'm making too much sense
And the whiskey got me right
Man I'm feelin' hella bent
Ridin one deep
Street lights get me lit

(Under the street lights I roam)
(Under the street lights I'm home)
(Under the street lights, they turn night to day-eyay)
Man these street lights
Feel too right
My Beacons
I follow them by the seasons
Alright, here
Let me pick it up
(Under the street lights I roam)
(Under the street lights I'm home)
(Under the street lights, they turn night to day-eyay)

Rollin through my town
Windows rolled down
Hit the backstreets
See them boys actin' wild
Ladies back at home
They be tryin' to have my child
In the cut then I'm
Back up to addin' miles
Burnin' rubber then I'm out
No time for clout
And the street lights leadin' me
Right to where I'm found
You can have the crown
I came for the riches
From the south side
Send my digits to your misses
My old lady really old
Lately she be missin'
So I call you late night
I be on a mission
Tight knit grippin'
Give me all your fixin's
Give me all your fixin's
I want the whole plate
Eat it up no crumbs call it gourmet
Sleep it off wake up to another day
Wordplay keep the service
Like a restaurant chain

(Yeah let me get a number one)
(Yeah)
(Sweet tea)
(It will)
(Perfect thank you)

And we gon' let the beat ride