Lights, Camera, Action

Lights, Camera, Action
They want the traction
Minus the distractions
We break the fractions
Lights, Camera, Action
They want the traction
Minus the distractions
We break the fractions

Count a couple figures
Man this ain't school
Lay off them triggers
Mane that ain't you
"Light It Up Then Go"
Hangs over the mantle
Tickets for the show
The bars don't handle

Feeling goo
Check shoe
Gats too
Twenty two
Got too
Gassed who?
If you ready
For the view
Lights gleam
Getting green
For the beam
And the team
Packs lean
Fits clean
Never seen
Keep a bean

Who the fuck else
Is you doing it for?
They really wanna get
They foot in the door
Awaiting what's next?
Envy awaiting wall
Stoped and sent a text
So I can vent my jaws
They don't wanna hear
The King send that MSG
Peasants be applauding
But don't match metage
I remember when I use to
Sing though stressing
Now I got paid lettuce
Just to (w)RAP expressions

Lights, Camera, Action
They want the traction
Minus the distractions
We break the fractions
Lights, Camera, Action
They want the traction
Minus the distractions
We break the fractions

How you in the booth
And you'on got no couth?
How you 'bout to drop
And you'on get no top?
How you off the grid
Getting back to the kid?
Pull up and they slid
Getting back to the kid!

Lights, Camera, Action
They want the traction
Minus the distractions
We break the fractions
Lights, Camera, Action
They want the traction
Minus the distractions
We break the fractions

Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh

What the fuck is really up?
Eyes blinks and they stuck
If I'm pulling out the cut
I'm gone pull 'em out they cup
Twenty shots up out the truck
Duck the blocks when they up
Got them climbing out a rut
They gone feel it in they gut
Problem? Is there a Problem?

Lights, Camera, Action

What the fuck is really up?
Eyes blinks and they stuck
If I'm pulling out the cut
I'm gone pull 'em out they cup
Twenty shots up out the truck
Duck the blocks when they up
Got them climbing out a rut
They gone feel it in they gut
Problem?

Feeling goo
Check shoe
Gats too
Twenty two
Got too
Gassed who?
If you ready
For the view
Lights gleam
Getting green
For the beam
And the team
Packs lean
Fits clean
Never seen
Keep a bean



Credits
Writer(s): Brooklyn Dimas
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