[Intro]
I tell you like my nigga Ro, do such as
Holla at a scholar 'bout a dollar
This what I told my mom, I said "Mom I'mma be—
[Hook]
A bright light (yeah) on a dark side (of town)
A bright light (yeah) on a dark side (of town)
[Verse 1: Palaceer Lazaro]
Look
The world twists around
Niggas you done plummed with, come to gun you down (wow)
You chase that crown
And taste that cro-o-own
Every night it goes down (hey)
The stars twinkle so brightly they catch your eye
The gangsters take you so lightly to stretch your guy
The young kings of the swimming pool getting high
Tryna jump on every single curvy that pass them by
Your president on the TV - he bout to lie
New Orleans now 90% for white
Niggas at the party they feelin' the fight
Doing all this gangsta shit just to get in the light
Wearing white boy suits ain't fittin' you right
Up on jacks and up on king we're making a right
Tryna see what's poppin' and bangin' tonight
Up the blade shit, they poppin' and bangin' tonight
The avenues all glitters with car trucks
The oldhead Africans meet up at Starbucks
Talkin' how to outdo and fuckin' us all up
I call my nigga Ziggy, cause he got the Stardust
We gon'
Float round the town like ghostses
Why would I tell you in my song where the toast is?
I scope out your motives
I keep you in focus then - blaow! Nigga, hold this
My beat is like a suicide bomber
There's heat from my guys in a do or die drama
That's on the street, on the run like Osama
I know just what to keep from losing my momma
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