Dark Lights
Verse1:
Yeah, I'm mad hoe, yeah I'll never leave my bros
North side hustler, yeah, and I'm boss like Rick Ross
She sucking on my dick, I bust her mouth, she says I'm gross
Been sleeping for a while, now I'm here to beat the pros
Moving real slow, but I'm here to take the sack
She screaming like she dying, while I break her back
Ain't no chit-chat, yeah I'm up and she down
Kneel before the king, while I'm putting on my crown
Lil kid, had some big dreams, did some mean schemes
16 and he started selling dope, smoke like big fiend
They try to snitch on him, but damn he smart
He a big thing, jealousy a mother fucking curse
He's done a big swing
I know my self-worth, that's why I'm never getting hurt
Try to diss me, but you lame and I always stay alert
I've been hopping on them planes
And she always squirt my shirt
Yeah they hate me, but I am shining like a
diamond in the dirt
He got diamonds on his neck, oh shit, he will get a pass
Let me introduce you to my past, bet that you won't last
Bitches passing out my shows, but hey, they ain't smoking gas
Never do I ever pick my phone, while I roll my grass
She looking at me, since I came, I don't want to steal your girl
She attached and I can see it gave her neck some of my pearls
Got no kids, but Billie mean it, and she twisting on her curls
Jeans so tight I really beat it, MJ really shocked the world
Chorus:
Dark lights, dark lights
Hustling trough them long nights, long nights
But now I'm feeling alright, alright
She wanna spend the whole night, whole night
Big facts, big racks
I spend them, but they get back, get back
My bro, just got a big sack, no cap
We hustling for the big bag, big bag
Verse 2:
Really bad, now that I am back
Crushing weed, they sad
I kill tracks, and just stating facts
Let me be exact
Call the nurse, cuz they really hurt
Make 'em lose their worth
and I flirt, which your bitch
She squirt
Rubber killed a birth
Pre-Chorus:
Two shots, two shots
I'm burning, cuz I'm too hot
Shooting like with two glocks
I deliver all the new blocks
Chorus 2:
Dark lights, dark lights
Hustling trough them long nights, long nights
But now I'm feeling alright, alright
She wanna spend the whole night, whole night
Big facts, big racks
I spend them, but they get back, get back
My bro, just got a big sack, no cap
We hustling for the big bag, big bag
Yeah, I'm mad hoe, yeah I'll never leave my bros
North side hustler, yeah, and I'm boss like Rick Ross
She sucking on my dick, I bust her mouth, she says I'm gross
Been sleeping for a while, now I'm here to beat the pros
Moving real slow, but I'm here to take the sack
She screaming like she dying, while I break her back
Ain't no chit-chat, yeah I'm up and she down
Kneel before the king, while I'm putting on my crown
Lil kid, had some big dreams, did some mean schemes
16 and he started selling dope, smoke like big fiend
They try to snitch on him, but damn he smart
He a big thing, jealousy a mother fucking curse
He's done a big swing
I know my self-worth, that's why I'm never getting hurt
Try to diss me, but you lame and I always stay alert
I've been hopping on them planes
And she always squirt my shirt
Yeah they hate me, but I am shining like a
diamond in the dirt
He got diamonds on his neck, oh shit, he will get a pass
Let me introduce you to my past, bet that you won't last
Bitches passing out my shows, but hey, they ain't smoking gas
Never do I ever pick my phone, while I roll my grass
She looking at me, since I came, I don't want to steal your girl
She attached and I can see it gave her neck some of my pearls
Got no kids, but Billie mean it, and she twisting on her curls
Jeans so tight I really beat it, MJ really shocked the world
Chorus:
Dark lights, dark lights
Hustling trough them long nights, long nights
But now I'm feeling alright, alright
She wanna spend the whole night, whole night
Big facts, big racks
I spend them, but they get back, get back
My bro, just got a big sack, no cap
We hustling for the big bag, big bag
Verse 2:
Really bad, now that I am back
Crushing weed, they sad
I kill tracks, and just stating facts
Let me be exact
Call the nurse, cuz they really hurt
Make 'em lose their worth
and I flirt, which your bitch
She squirt
Rubber killed a birth
Pre-Chorus:
Two shots, two shots
I'm burning, cuz I'm too hot
Shooting like with two glocks
I deliver all the new blocks
Chorus 2:
Dark lights, dark lights
Hustling trough them long nights, long nights
But now I'm feeling alright, alright
She wanna spend the whole night, whole night
Big facts, big racks
I spend them, but they get back, get back
My bro, just got a big sack, no cap
We hustling for the big bag, big bag
Credits
Writer(s): Amer Hamad
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