Bodega Bamz - Lights paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Lights - Bodega Bamz



And I'm not sleeping now
The dark is too hard to beat
And I'm not keeping up
The strength I need to push me
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine it when I'm alone
And so I tell myself that I'll be strong
And dreaming when they're gone
'Cause they're calling, calling, calling me home
Calling, calling, calling home
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine it when I'm alone
Tanboys, I got a certain love for this life
I keep a certain drug, take it twice
They talk about me wrong, out of spite
But I keep that cannon right, but I keep that cannon right by my side
P A P I with no facial hair, got this bread, no vacation here
I was underage, on top of pussy
I was overtime, on the block they push me
To the limit, so I made an example
Put the rock down, nah, these niggas taking my handle
And my slang but it's cool, and my look but it's cool
There's creators and inventors, either or ain't you
Act your age, tryin' to look rich
You tryin' to go hard or you tryin' to go bitch?
I see that fear, the talk type snitch
You tryin' to be poor or you tryin' to be rich?
I'n tryin' to be A, like the first two letters backwards
Holding down my Latinos with this rap shit
Having breakfast at Tiffany's with my [?] bitch
I spend whatever I got under my mattress, Papi
I had a way then
Losing it all on my own
I had a heart then
But the queen has been overthrown
And I'm not sleeping now
The dark is too hard to beat
And I'm not keeping up
The strength I need to push me
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine it when I'm alone
And so I tell myself that I'll be strong
And dreaming when they're gone
'Cause they're calling, calling, calling me home
Calling, calling, calling home
You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
You shine it when I'm alone
Latin rapper, chilling in the project, trapper
Major figure, sip figures, I be gettin' richer
Love and peace to my brothers, I do this shit for my brothers
No diploma, graduation pictures, they went to school in prison
Realize, we recognize, we sever ties (Them wave riders)
Creative minds, creative lines, your coka sell (My brain's higher)
I'm fucking Tira, take that to the bank
Little bit of weed, Hennessy be the drink
Enemies see the firearm, ticking time bomb
Any given day shine, every winter, spring, fall, I'ma ball
Take it slow, pretty girl
'Cause I know you know exactly what I want
So right, the money's so right
And we get it every day and every night
Now she don't wanna go
Now she don't wanna go, go
Now she don't wanna go
I said she don't wanna go go go go go go go, Papi
I had a way then
Losing it all on my own
I had a heart then
But the queen has been overthrown
And I'm not sleeping now
The dark is too hard to beat
And I'm not keeping up
The strength I need to push me
You show the lights



Writer(s): bodega bamz


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