Lights On

(album: Proud Of Me Now - 2020)

Ah, woo
They cheated, uh
Look (Great John on the beat by the way)
I know they cheat on a nigga, look

Turn the lights on (That's shooter gang)
Shooter gang in the building, huh (Shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang)
A hunnid straps, how you feelin'? (Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)
We came to, woah, we came to, uh, look (That's shooter gang, shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang)
'Cause we came to send this bitch up (Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)
It's me, Sheff G, I'm the realest, it's fuck how you feeling, nigga
It's me, Sheff G, keep your distance, the gang ain't too friendly, nigga
Can't breathe (Huh), bitches flocking, can't wait 'til they meet a nigga, huh, look
Shawty wilding, she know how to treat a nigga

They loving my style, they see me and they get to wilding out, huh, huh
They never loved me then, I got rich and they love me now, huh
Anybody wanna get it, get that (Ah, woo)
You get hit, you standing with it
I got thirty rounds for any nigga, huh
You ain't get it, mind your business (Mind your business)
Look, get to the money, man, you know that I gotta get to the breesh (Breesh)
We eat good (Good), feast (Feast)
Get to the money, man, you know that I gotta get to the breesh (Breesh)
Huh, and we eat good (Way too hard)
She gon' dance, make it bounce with no hands
She get litty, huh, Winner's Circle in yo' city, huh
Get to spraying, no graffiti, huh (Ayy, ayy, huh)
Look, count all your blessings, huh, look
Gang with me, huh, got all the weapons
Racing forward, push on the gas like I'm racing forward, ayy, ayy
Racing forward, push on the gas like I'm racing forward (Ayy, ayy)
I got the bag, I was waiting on it, uh, uh, waiting for it
I got the bag, I was waiting for it
These niggas mad, waiting on it
Tell them niggas

Turn the lights on (That's shooter gang)
Shooter gang in the building, yeah (Shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang)
A hunnid straps, how you feelin'? (Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)
We came to, uh, we came to, uh, look (That's shooter gang, shooter, shooter, that's shooter gang)
'Cause we came to send this bitch up (Shooter gang, gang, gang, gang)
It's me, Sheff G, I'm the realest, it's fuck how you feeling, nigga
It's me, Sheff G, keep your distance, the gang ain't too friendly, nigga
Can't breathe (Yeah), bitches flocking, can't wait 'til they meet a nigga, huh, look
Shawty wilding, she know how to treat a nigga