Lime Light
You see the green beam call it a lime light
Yea I got shooters they don't do it for highlights
I had to sit down, check if my mind right
I got a stick pops gave me a side eye
Heard you a starter put your ass on the sideline
And these pussy ass niggas only talk rhymes
Bitch I don't got time
And you know that we sinning I pray to the god when the sun rise
(Uh) they say it's my life, pussy boy know that I move right
And my nigga be workin' that tool right
We on they block same spot but a new night
Opps in the school everyday it's a new fight
I lost my stick better get me a new knife
Nigga was nicked I was hittin' his bitch
In the back of that whip I was letting it rip
Making they whip flip, slide on my strip
Old bitch crib I ain't been in a minute
And she love when I'm in it dig in her kidney she know I ain't finished
Murder mayhem they promoting the killing
High out the world smoking all of your members
How you a shooter you just a beginner, living this life I don't know who gon end it
E touch down with the pack he gon send it
Got my own beats I don't need instrumental
Cutting her off I don't want to rekindle
Feel like my friends got me stuck in the middle
Smoke for depression you know that's it's mental
Like he on track he gon run from the metal
Feds saw the whip put your foot on the pedal
I can make a bitch rich so why would I settle
Bitch shaking ass tryna get picked
Opps getting locked, bet they ain't pleading the 5th
Bet I won't run out of hits, song or stick bitch you know I don't miss
You saw that shit put some tape on your lip
Yea this the drip I just tailored the fit
(Talor the fit, niggas be nicked)
(Glock on my hip I let it rip)
You see the green beam call it a lime light
Yea I got shooters they don't do it for highlights
I had to sit down, check if my mind right
I got a stick pops gave me a side eye
Heard you a starter put your ass on the sideline
And these pussy ass niggas only talk rhymes
Bitch I don't got time
And you know that we sinning I pray to the god when the sun rise
(Uh) they say it's my life, pussy boy know that I move right
And my nigga be workin' that tool right
We on they block same spot but a new night
Opps in the school everyday it's a new fight
I lost my stick better get me a new knife
Nigga was nicked I was hittin' his bitch
In the back of that whip I was letting it rip
Yea I got shooters they don't do it for highlights
I had to sit down, check if my mind right
I got a stick pops gave me a side eye
Heard you a starter put your ass on the sideline
And these pussy ass niggas only talk rhymes
Bitch I don't got time
And you know that we sinning I pray to the god when the sun rise
(Uh) they say it's my life, pussy boy know that I move right
And my nigga be workin' that tool right
We on they block same spot but a new night
Opps in the school everyday it's a new fight
I lost my stick better get me a new knife
Nigga was nicked I was hittin' his bitch
In the back of that whip I was letting it rip
Making they whip flip, slide on my strip
Old bitch crib I ain't been in a minute
And she love when I'm in it dig in her kidney she know I ain't finished
Murder mayhem they promoting the killing
High out the world smoking all of your members
How you a shooter you just a beginner, living this life I don't know who gon end it
E touch down with the pack he gon send it
Got my own beats I don't need instrumental
Cutting her off I don't want to rekindle
Feel like my friends got me stuck in the middle
Smoke for depression you know that's it's mental
Like he on track he gon run from the metal
Feds saw the whip put your foot on the pedal
I can make a bitch rich so why would I settle
Bitch shaking ass tryna get picked
Opps getting locked, bet they ain't pleading the 5th
Bet I won't run out of hits, song or stick bitch you know I don't miss
You saw that shit put some tape on your lip
Yea this the drip I just tailored the fit
(Talor the fit, niggas be nicked)
(Glock on my hip I let it rip)
You see the green beam call it a lime light
Yea I got shooters they don't do it for highlights
I had to sit down, check if my mind right
I got a stick pops gave me a side eye
Heard you a starter put your ass on the sideline
And these pussy ass niggas only talk rhymes
Bitch I don't got time
And you know that we sinning I pray to the god when the sun rise
(Uh) they say it's my life, pussy boy know that I move right
And my nigga be workin' that tool right
We on they block same spot but a new night
Opps in the school everyday it's a new fight
I lost my stick better get me a new knife
Nigga was nicked I was hittin' his bitch
In the back of that whip I was letting it rip
Credits
Writer(s): Jahyem Malcolm
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