Bright Lights
I found what I'm looking for
No need to even look no more
Catch you if you falling
Yea bama he be your bungee cord
Inspector with gadgets I always got them expensive toys
Backwood wit some loud in it that shit make a lot noise
Get some money crack a smile
Bouncers never pat me down
Ima get the last laugh take a guess who laughing now
Been getting to it you Niggas just started having now
To all the late bloomers please don't listen to the rumors
All this bread that I'm consuming
Nigga church this communion
Urban Dreams we a union
We got this shit back booming
I was bag chasing you ask me what I was doing
Ain't seen my niggaz in a minute get together family reunion
I be tripping I'm cancuning
4 wheelers and sand dooming
I'm laid out on the beach all is see some tan booties
Ima star in my role like a filming a damn movie
I gotta improvise cause the snake in my pants moving
Yea
Pardon me
My bad
I'm always in my bag
I'm always on the go
But I always come right back
I hate that it's like that
I get high like where kites at
Ain't nothing cap about me
Baby you can just price check
In the heart of the city where the lights is bright at
Broke and unhappy
By the rich where they nice at
All the drugs you taking
That shit gone get old fast
I swear I really seen a nigga blow thru a whole bag
Nothing Cease to amaze
Moms a beast cause she raised me
Not the one to be lazy
Shit I grind like I'm crazy
Nothing wrong wit some hard work
Gotta smoke a cigar first
That be full of that starburst
Ima wizard like harry
But I just wanted to ball first
You can't show up unannounced
You gotta give me that call first
My Patna pop bout 20 pills a day and they all percs
I'm wit the stand up guys
All the weak Niggas fall first
Im always in my bag
But it's never a small purse
You can't walk gotta crawl first
You a Pup not a dog first
Know when hush or to talk first
Never shoot always fought first
The last nigga swinging
Is the one who got caught first
No need for the outburst
Pardon me
My bad
I'm always in my bag
I'm always on the go
But I always come right back
I hate that it's like that
I get high like where kites at
Ain't nothing cap about me
Baby you can just price check
In the heart of the city where the lights is bright at
Broke and unhappy
By the rich where they nice at
All the drugs you taking
That shit gone get old fast
I swear I really seen a nigga blow thru a whole bag
No need to even look no more
Catch you if you falling
Yea bama he be your bungee cord
Inspector with gadgets I always got them expensive toys
Backwood wit some loud in it that shit make a lot noise
Get some money crack a smile
Bouncers never pat me down
Ima get the last laugh take a guess who laughing now
Been getting to it you Niggas just started having now
To all the late bloomers please don't listen to the rumors
All this bread that I'm consuming
Nigga church this communion
Urban Dreams we a union
We got this shit back booming
I was bag chasing you ask me what I was doing
Ain't seen my niggaz in a minute get together family reunion
I be tripping I'm cancuning
4 wheelers and sand dooming
I'm laid out on the beach all is see some tan booties
Ima star in my role like a filming a damn movie
I gotta improvise cause the snake in my pants moving
Yea
Pardon me
My bad
I'm always in my bag
I'm always on the go
But I always come right back
I hate that it's like that
I get high like where kites at
Ain't nothing cap about me
Baby you can just price check
In the heart of the city where the lights is bright at
Broke and unhappy
By the rich where they nice at
All the drugs you taking
That shit gone get old fast
I swear I really seen a nigga blow thru a whole bag
Nothing Cease to amaze
Moms a beast cause she raised me
Not the one to be lazy
Shit I grind like I'm crazy
Nothing wrong wit some hard work
Gotta smoke a cigar first
That be full of that starburst
Ima wizard like harry
But I just wanted to ball first
You can't show up unannounced
You gotta give me that call first
My Patna pop bout 20 pills a day and they all percs
I'm wit the stand up guys
All the weak Niggas fall first
Im always in my bag
But it's never a small purse
You can't walk gotta crawl first
You a Pup not a dog first
Know when hush or to talk first
Never shoot always fought first
The last nigga swinging
Is the one who got caught first
No need for the outburst
Pardon me
My bad
I'm always in my bag
I'm always on the go
But I always come right back
I hate that it's like that
I get high like where kites at
Ain't nothing cap about me
Baby you can just price check
In the heart of the city where the lights is bright at
Broke and unhappy
By the rich where they nice at
All the drugs you taking
That shit gone get old fast
I swear I really seen a nigga blow thru a whole bag
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Writer(s): Curtron Burks
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