Street Lights
Dyl the Killsmith
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To give a homie room to speak When everything around me Seem like valleys no peaks My girl no longer round me Now she doubt me cut deep Escaping in my studio To speak tongue and cheek Swangin' on the block Had to tell my baby I'm gon break the chain It ain't temporary So I'm making my way Under the street lights Pit stop by the park And rolled a blunt tight F*ck I left my lighter at home But I ain't turning back Bought a bic on the corner And ima flick that bic till it's gone Because my weed supply Pile high by the zone I bet she be hot by The end of this song But I'm on my I don't give a f*ck Shit right or wrong And baby we don had a good run But seven years later And my feet gone numb What happened to all the fun Now we just come home and fuss And fightin' I'm like this Cannot go on if I'm righteous I light this fire To bring this whole bitch down Deconstruct to reconstruct Is my lifestyle The reaper come but he Gon' have to slow on down The street lights keep the Scene bright I'm comin' down As I get swallowed under city lights I set the mood and she Gon' suck me right But it just ain't the same I take flight I wish the thot a goodnight Shift from park to drive I'm comin' live To spit this dope Knowin' that it survive Poke and proddin' the Beat until it come alive I got my tokens they Cheap but it get me by Get you high with The truth I spit When I get up on the mic I'm making too much sense And the whiskey got me right Man I'm feelin' hella bent Ridin' one deep Street lights get me lit (Under the street lights I roam) (Under the street lights I'm home) (Under the street lights, they turn night to day-eyay) Man these street lights Feel too right My Beacons I follow them by the seasons Alright, here Let me pick it up (Under the street lights I roam) (Under the street lights I'm home) (Under the street lights, they turn night to day-eyay) Rollin' through my town Windows rolled down Hit the backstreets See them boys actin' wild Ladies back at home They be tryin' to have my child In the cut then I'm Back up to addin' miles Burnin' rubber then I'm out No time for clout And the street lights leadin' me Right to where I'm found You can have the crown I came for the riches From the south side Send my digits to your misses My old lady really old Lately she be missin' So I call you late night I be on a mission Tight knit grippin' Give me all your fixin's Give me all your fixin's I want the whole plate Eat it up no crumbs call it gourmet Sleep it off wake up to another day Wordplay keep the service Like a restaurant chain (Yeah let me get a number one) (Yeah) (Sweet tea) (It will) (Perfect thank you) And we gon' let the beat ride
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