RECOGNIZE YO LIGHT

Yo
Recognize yo light
Recognize yo might
Recognize yo fight
Recognize yo height
Recognize yo life (recognize yo life, life, life)
Yo
Gotta walk that flight
Gotta pray at night
Heard you want that ice
Gotta pay that price, yea

Yo pass the spliff my nigga
Y'all niggas babysitting that shit right now
I ain't even gon hold you
(Yo Onii pass the blunt bro what the fuck my nigga
You wilding)

Yo
Fortify my mind I'm feeling solid
(30 in my chamber hyperbolic)
Drop a bag I call her my deposit
(Praise to Haile Selassie I the prophet)
Tree of life inside me feed the knowledge
(Huh, yo)
47 legend hope I die lit
(Fly nigga I got style fuck a stylist)
ATL waffle house like I'm childish
Made money off pro tools I did it I told you
Don't call me no local
She say I'm a mogul
We vibing like phones do
I'm all in her soul food
(Wait)
(Shorty got arch put ya back in it)
(All offense on the field I'm attacking it)
(Sent a pic to my text she attaching it)
Top of the morning
Ride the stick she be gripping and moaning
Got her jumping I feel like I'm Shonen
With my brothers you know that we ronin
All my dogs they be barking Givenchy
I'm from Brooklyn I'm chilling on Chauncey
Ooh she fuck like she bougie and raunchy
(Wait)
I won't pull out if you taunt me (taunt me, taunt me, taunt me)

Yo
Recognize yo light
Recognize yo might
Recognize yo fight
Recognize yo height
Recognize yo life (recognize yo life, life, life)
Yo
Gotta walk that flight
Gotta pray at night
Heard you want that ice
Gotta pay that price, yea
Yo
Recognize yo light
Recognize yo might
Recognize yo fight
Recognize yo height
Recognize yo life (recognize yo life, life, life)
Yo
Gotta walk that flight
Gotta pray at night
Heard you want that ice
Gotta pay that price, yea

Shit that's what I'm saying like
We could link up if you wanna link up
I pull up on you I come get you
We take a ride we take a flight overseas
We can do anything you feel me
I don't know if you be sipping on none
But I got some purple rain
We can get lost in time
(You have reached the voicemail box of)

Pouring up a 4 losing all control
Gotta lock and load (gotta lock and load)
If it ain't bout dough if it ain't grow
Then I gotta go (then I gotta go)
Knocking on my door where you tryna roll
Girl I'm in that mode (girl I'm in that mode)
Yea
Pouring up a 4 losing all control
Gotta lock and load (gotta lock and load)
If it ain't bout dough if it ain't grow
Then I gotta go (then I gotta go)
Knocking on my door where you tryna roll
Girl I'm in that mode (girl I'm in that mode)
Yea



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Writer(s): Demitri Reyes
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