keep a light! (feat. ty!)

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lijah & robbie t

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Yea
Yea yea yea
40 on my (I'm sick right now, ya'll want me to rap)
Yea yea yea
40 my wrist another
For the chain (yea)
F*ck it
Yea yea
(Ty!)
40 on my wrist
Another 50 for the chain
I'm just playin I ain't never been out to see Johnny dang
What a shame, dark watch
But I won't cop unless it's plain
I ain't said it in a minute hope y'all ain't forget the name
Bitch it's T-Y exclamation point
Cus I'm up next and all these rappers so upset
Crunch time , like they extended they request
What a mess, from the city where they blow above the vest
Murky in the water like I'm swimming with my cash
Phone call from my father just to tell me he impressed
I don't ever study, I cheated on every test
And that ruler just my brothers, he keep two under the desk
Break pound down to an OZ, need that three gram wood full of OG
I don't need a bitch like f*ck that trophy, cash in old checks out like
Left hand shooter in the field like Ginobili
Shoot it too quick with the pics like Sony
I be at the crib talking about I'm lonely, but won't shake hands with you
We ain't
Ha
40 on my wrist
Another 50 for the chain
I'm just playin I ain't never been out to see Johnny dang
What a shame, dark watch
But I won't cop unless it's plain
I ain't said it in a minute hope y'all ain't forget the name
It's the
L-I-J-A
End em like the H (do)
Smoke em in my Js
A's cap but ion play (rude)
Ran the bases wit' her, I still made it home safe
40 in my khakis no Jake
My state KY, no farm, be known cross all states
40 on my waist, I ain't talking bout the drink
Spent 50 up on a chain, no way I'm thinking out the ice box
OTB, put money over bitches, a one night
Stop forever bout my business, need that yacht up high top, it's us
40 on my fit another 50 for her face
I'm just playin I ain't let her get my bucks like I'm Dame
She a shame, spark a lot so you know I keep a flame
I ain't said it in a minute give you smoke like Bronny James
You in my QP smoke like 2-3 g blunts
Flying from the free throw
Like when 2-3 dunk, she wide open, that's Harden D bro,
Moving bricks, like kilos, they at ya head like Deebo
Never shoot a brick, shoot a stick like the t-t tree broke
Man my pen game like a kilo, swish the shit like my name D Rose
Got her wobbling like her knee broke, amount of fucks I give is zero
Every story needs a hero, I'm a villain just like Nero
Man you know we keep this shit 100 like a mother fucking C note
Run it up, I run her down like suicides do or die
F*ck school skipping class, I got way too much pride
My dawgs by my side the blunt rolled tight
I ain't sleeping right, eating right, bitch I ain't Breathing right
Keep a light, blowing smoke to achieve the might
To sneak in the demons sight, and leave em deceased with fright
Despite what I write I'm hype I'm at odds tryin keep it ripe
But the seeds don't seem to strike, like a breeze don't need a kite
Like a scene when the trees is bright, my plight would seem precise
She said it seem right
I must not see straight
The way you type make me go left I don't want stripes want checks paid (paiddd)
We ain't smoking light stay smoking strong
My packs bright Santa's sleigh
This bitch
This bitch don't know what I say
40 on my wrist
Another 50 for the chain
I'm just playin I ain't never been out to see Johnny dang
What a shame, dark watch
But I won't cop unless it's plain
I ain't said it in a minute hope y'all ain't forget the name (name, name)

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