I HATE LIGHTS! (feat. Arkh Zeus)
I hate lights they keep me from seeing the stars at night (Yeah)
Walking down a lonely road in a different mode
I'm just getting started like
Man that brother starving but thats the cost to be a baller right?
Fake friends I tell em off
Go to sleep I tell em all goodnight
Go to sleep I tell em all
I hate lights they keep me from seeing the stars at night (Yeah)
Walking down a lonely road in a different mode
I'm just getting started like
Man that brother starving (Forreal)
But thats the cost to be a baller right?
Go to sleep I tell em all goodnight
Go to sleep I tell em all goodnight
Go to sleep I tell em all
Lately losing track of time
Blessing if I'm dreaming til the crack of dawn
Walk a thin line over artistry and asinine (Yeah)
Life just be so funny at my dying breath might crack a smile
Hug me tight I might not make it home
Please don't shoot the messenger the weather man don't make it snow
Yeah, yeah
I'm crossing the moat I came from the coast, snow that
Cutting it close, sharper than Zoro wit the straw hats
Steppin' on em like some doormats
Competition better fall back, or lock in
Locking homies up for weed, but the suit and tie guys trap Suboxone
Lost the key and had some contraband up in the safe
I couldn't call locksmith (Couldn't)
Benjamin and Andrew stay around me like we all friends
Hit up Charles Schwab
Talkin' in the PSN party ain't no call log
Lot of my older friends all gone
Lot of my feelings are all gone (All gone)
Boutta stop charging boutta break the sim
I don't need Verizon when I call God
When I call God, when I call God
I hate lights they keep me from seeing the stars at night (Yeah)
Walking down a lonely road in a different mode
I'm just getting started like
Man that brother starving but thats the cost to be a baller right?
Fake friends I tell em off
Go to sleep I tell em all goodnight
Go to sleep I tell em all
I hate lights they keep me from seeing the stars at night (Yeah)
Walking down a lonely road in a different mode
I'm just getting started like
Man that brother starving (Forreal)
But thats the cost to be a baller right?
Go to sleep I tell em all goodnight
Go to sleep I tell em all goodnight
Go to sleep I tell em all
And if I say "goodnight"
I hope they don't expect to wake up alive
I'ma get rid of that other side
One way or another, they're gonna die
Pardon me, I ain't the killer type
There's a part of me that has been killin' my
Whole autonomy, I ain't been thinkin' right
But I'm still thinkin', that's the part that matters
Climbin' up that ladder still
Ridin' into the next chapter
This shit's been a battlefield
But I'm still equipped to battle
Bitch, I'm here to shatter shields
Had 'em fearin' the aura
It's been sizing the stratosphere
Been addicted to this mission
Got niggas committed; in it to finish
Never endin', so we're never quittin'
Can't believe a couple in the end were bitch
When they got to switchin' then we got to clippin'
I do not forgive 'em, I would rather spliff 'em
To be honest with ya
To be honest with ya
Can't be optimistic when it comes to opposition, yeah
I ain't squashin' shit if you try to stop these winnings, yeah
Got the mob in this bitch
Z-E-N the army's in here, yeah
And we're takin' over
The wait is over
Y'all don't want none of this
Yeah, yeah
Walking down a lonely road in a different mode
I'm just getting started like
Man that brother starving but thats the cost to be a baller right?
Fake friends I tell em off
Go to sleep I tell em all goodnight
Go to sleep I tell em all
I hate lights they keep me from seeing the stars at night (Yeah)
Walking down a lonely road in a different mode
I'm just getting started like
Man that brother starving (Forreal)
But thats the cost to be a baller right?
Go to sleep I tell em all goodnight
Go to sleep I tell em all goodnight
Go to sleep I tell em all
Lately losing track of time
Blessing if I'm dreaming til the crack of dawn
Walk a thin line over artistry and asinine (Yeah)
Life just be so funny at my dying breath might crack a smile
Hug me tight I might not make it home
Please don't shoot the messenger the weather man don't make it snow
Yeah, yeah
I'm crossing the moat I came from the coast, snow that
Cutting it close, sharper than Zoro wit the straw hats
Steppin' on em like some doormats
Competition better fall back, or lock in
Locking homies up for weed, but the suit and tie guys trap Suboxone
Lost the key and had some contraband up in the safe
I couldn't call locksmith (Couldn't)
Benjamin and Andrew stay around me like we all friends
Hit up Charles Schwab
Talkin' in the PSN party ain't no call log
Lot of my older friends all gone
Lot of my feelings are all gone (All gone)
Boutta stop charging boutta break the sim
I don't need Verizon when I call God
When I call God, when I call God
I hate lights they keep me from seeing the stars at night (Yeah)
Walking down a lonely road in a different mode
I'm just getting started like
Man that brother starving but thats the cost to be a baller right?
Fake friends I tell em off
Go to sleep I tell em all goodnight
Go to sleep I tell em all
I hate lights they keep me from seeing the stars at night (Yeah)
Walking down a lonely road in a different mode
I'm just getting started like
Man that brother starving (Forreal)
But thats the cost to be a baller right?
Go to sleep I tell em all goodnight
Go to sleep I tell em all goodnight
Go to sleep I tell em all
And if I say "goodnight"
I hope they don't expect to wake up alive
I'ma get rid of that other side
One way or another, they're gonna die
Pardon me, I ain't the killer type
There's a part of me that has been killin' my
Whole autonomy, I ain't been thinkin' right
But I'm still thinkin', that's the part that matters
Climbin' up that ladder still
Ridin' into the next chapter
This shit's been a battlefield
But I'm still equipped to battle
Bitch, I'm here to shatter shields
Had 'em fearin' the aura
It's been sizing the stratosphere
Been addicted to this mission
Got niggas committed; in it to finish
Never endin', so we're never quittin'
Can't believe a couple in the end were bitch
When they got to switchin' then we got to clippin'
I do not forgive 'em, I would rather spliff 'em
To be honest with ya
To be honest with ya
Can't be optimistic when it comes to opposition, yeah
I ain't squashin' shit if you try to stop these winnings, yeah
Got the mob in this bitch
Z-E-N the army's in here, yeah
And we're takin' over
The wait is over
Y'all don't want none of this
Yeah, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Ty Summers, Ricardo Germain
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