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Joey Trap

LIGHTS

 

LIGHTS

(album: LOYALTY - 2021)


Akachi in this motherfucker
Yeah, out of sight
What you gon' do when they turn off all the lights?
Huh (Yeah), uh

Out of sight
What you gon' do when they turn off all the lights?
Gotta eat up in these streets, so no, we not gon' be polite
When there's no more internet, the fuck you gon' do with your life?
Keep that choppa by my bed, I send them bullets at your lights, on Christ
Mad 'cause I made it and you didn't
You niggas act like bitches with brand new Beamer stick shift
Pull off on the driveway, I clutch it with the quickness
My new bitch call her thickness, I cannot leave a witness
I be finessing (Yo'), you niggas still be snitching (Nah)
Watch by the feds 'cause the Rolex on my wrists (Nah)
Opps playing tag (Gang), but my niggas be too vicious (Gang)
Just 'cause we black (Gang), to the police we suspicious (Gang, gang)
I keep a Glock on my hip just in case though (Boom)
I'm getting top, your girl go 'cause I say so (What?)
How you still mad 'bout a thot? Get a bankroll (Uh-huh)
I be outside, yes, I go where you can't go
We out of rounds, don't make a sound
Don't move around, you could get drowned
You niggas know
I get it popping with the pole, I'm out this ho'
I had to grab the Cadillac out by the boat
Now I be bigger, matter fact, I might need a Rolls
These bitches get they face up, yeah, I give 'em hope
The police tryna chase us for all the soap
And I remember smoking dope and being broke
But now I get it how I live, man, fuck all the jokes
I got us trapping out the crib, I ain't talking 'bout folks
And I was only 17, now I'm fucking older
Bet my mom ain't know her baby was a fucking soldier
Think I stole the phone when the police pulled me over
But I ain't rent this shit, my nigga, I'm the fucking owner
You know you fucking know us

Yeah, Akachi, he on the beat, it's a murder
Akachi in this motherfucker, whichever one
Don't matter
Yeah, yeah

done

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