Spotlight

So you think you big dawg' now
You think you run the whole city now
You think everybody supposed to bow down
You think you hot cause you got the spotlight now
Man you a goofy goofy you a fugazi' ass nigga
Every time you see me you salute me
Niggas act like hoes lil bitches and groupies
You think cause you in the spotlight
We won't come shoot that movie

Real killers real niggas from the trenches
real niggas that had to struggle had to break down the dividend
Break the pack down with all my brothers we was reminiscing
When we was at the chicken shack, serving dope on Christmas
Call up my amigo out the city he can get it quick
If you a lil far just pay some tax and he can get it shipped
If I call up Dookie and lil Poncho they can get it flipped
We don't want the spotlight, C4L we getting rich
Five percent on the tint, when I slide thru' the city
I'm ducking the lights, and you can't fuck with me
I move like a ghost, I ride with the semi
My team is militant, and these fuck boy silly
Niggas be selling they soul for fame fasho'
Putting they life on the net to me that's lame fasho'
Sell ya' soul for some money I prolly' wouldn't blame you tho'
Turn ya back on the gang for the fame and get killed

So you think you big dawg' now
You think you run the whole city now
You think everybody supposed to bow down
You think you hot cause you got the spotlight now
Man you a goofy goofy you a fugazi' ass nigga
Every time you see me you salute me
Niggas act like hoes lil bitches and groupies
You think cause you in the spotlight
We won't come shoot that movie

Fuck that fame, if it's time to kill we coming to kill we snatching yo' chain
We ain't holding nothing back we ain't showing remorse man
We ain't got feelings or sympathy for these fuck boy man
Coming to get yo' fam
You was talking that shit onna' net act like you tuff now we gone chop that ass up
Ski mask gloves on Draco hoppin' out that Bently truck
Fuck nigga thought he wanted smoke with me
Pussy shoulda' knew wassup'
Pussy niggas want the spotlight well I got one on the top of my gun
I blow ya' ass down forreal, my killers they love to kill
When they drop that body body, they say its one hell of a feel
They get so excited excited, and they ain't even need em' a pill
They'll never get indicted indicted, cause we bigger than the law forreal
How tf' you sell ya' soul for the spotlight
Give af' about being on camera long as my gwap' right
Got the world in my hands baby it's locked tight
I can never sell my soul for the fame

So you think you big dawg' now
You think you run the whole city now
You think everybody supposed to bow down
You think you hot cause you got the spotlight now
Man you a goofy goofy you a fugazi' ass nigga
Every time you see me you salute me
Niggas act like hoes lil bitches and groupies
You think cause you in the spotlight
We won't come shoot that movie



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Writer(s): Ibn Myers
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