Lyrics:
diggin' your dark thoughts
To draw you a path, open the curtains hidin' a new tomorrow
Big city life has driven you crazy and small
Small in your wears,
the night it ignites
The bright lights rip and roar
Preferably by the sight
I picture kites in a day
When folk come for the daze
Loving living alright
Just
the night it ignites
The bright lights rip and roar
Preferably by the sight
I picture kites in a day
When folk come for the daze
Loving living alright
Just
the night it ignites
The bright lights rip and roar
Preferably by the sight
I picture kites in a day
When folk come for the daze
Loving living alright
Just
shut it down
Blunt 30 and the squad in the Highlands
Big city lights making a night bright fam
Ain't from here but damn this is my jam
Vallejo native
my side?
The feeling I felt when I saw
Your lips, your hand and your big nose
That it's the one thing I love the most
And your smile so bright could
noon cuz my day starts with you
We both going up so our joy it all grew we
Surrounded by plumes
The fumes of this congested city
Smells like roses when
don't waste my time put my heart on my sleeve
City lights, flooded high tide
Traumatized from the feeling that I might die
My first plane ride for better
lights
Feel you can start all over again
Still the future looks bright
At least to the middle of next week
By Saturday night you your never gonna make
a new life
You're too bright to be inside a bunch of mediocrity
But all those big words ain't gonna get you paid
And those abstract ideas for sure
Tell them niggas we can get it, still ridin' 'round this city
By my lonely with this .50, think it's glue to my lap
I was bummy, now I'm litty, want
Uh
The light-skin with the nice trim
400 spokes riding the stroll by the white folks
The rare bones get the bare Jones
If it's the caddy, it's
Cant lie man I'm plugged in
Cant lie man I'm plugged in
Bright lights and Stellar lights
I'm pulling up in my slides
Color the painting I'm tired
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
that white-white, Bloomingdales wit that swipe-swipe vvs that ice bright
Big City, bright lights
Hitta make you go night-night Bob Barker that price
of our national poet decorated
By the flag of the nation of nationalists degraded
Pride to the country full of despots stimulated
By the avarice races,
Intro:
You know I feel like
I'm ready for the bright lights
Hook 1:
I got no hallways in my home
I need to put in work
My guests gotta use
walk light keep the scope
We dont talk light and we shine bright yea shout the homie jobe
If you wanna take a look come step inside tea
If you wanna
Big city too many lights
And I'm not talking about the ones that shine bright in the sky
Talking bout all these artificial lights oh why
Nigga cut
hittin corners in the navigators
When we slide we looking out for them player-haters
Bright lights and big city feelin fitty
Havin fun in the sun wit
cities To the countryvilles in the white States
Big Boi I’m whippin the new Deville But I’ll never ever want a white slave
I made a promise that I won’t
a blink I think I'm safe
Dressing like NSYNC, jumping on stage, nigga
Bro said to act my age, it ain't no act and the pack light beige
Right where I
tired of big cities, and so tired of big city ways.
Scratching off sunsets, and walking around in the maze.
Some sweet taxi dancer trying to save me
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