Текст песни Light up (Reprise) - 7smoke

Hold on
She wanna grab my light
In the backstreet know that nigga he fight
Movement on sight, pivot on, pivot on, pivot on right
They count it all delight, in the backseat I might
Get you lil some that you gone like
Got you thinking bout me all in the midnight

I don't like to drink no more
But the pain in my heart can't take no soda
Long time been back home
But the days in the east I was your soldier
She say she afraid of love cause the last time it left her heart way colder
Told her we way older, this love not gone be bipolar

I done told you one time forget it
See running wilding thru the city
I'm the same one that made "Limit"
I could be the run the check at Neman's
She be tryna move on right
Pivot on, pivot on, pivot on right
Ion wanna see another nigga in your eye
I gotta be the one to make it all right like

She wanna pick a fight
How am I only nigga tryna give a nigga shine
We running till we outta sight
Rev it up right
On the phone all night
Ain't she the one that she she tryna ride me, motorbike

I light up the booth, she gave me her youth
My songs that she hearing they telling the truth
Been a villain in the days with crew
Her hands towards the ceilings, her spirit up too
I don't know
Maybe Smokey the dude
Don't do coke, I might sell it you
That Michael Phelp to the help
Can't get wealth for myself
My brothers got me when I doubt
But what is the doubt when I'm by building the house
I ain't got it but About to
He snapping pictures they on iTunes
My credit debited go to God fool
Yeah you knew me back in High school
Hold on writing all my songs fool
I done learned it on my own

Light up the booth, light up the booth
Light up the booth ahh
Light up the booth, light up the booth
Light up the booth ooh
Light up the booth, light up the booth
Light up the booth ahh
Light up the booth, light up the booth
Light up the booth ooh

Light up the booth one time, I'ma loot this time
From the boot I'ma shine, uh
Get on the group this time, absolute, yeah we rhyme
I'm the best but I'ma dime, uh
Pipe up my chest, they gone what, they gone what never mind
It's a must that we grind uh
You don't understand this shit, nigga give a fuck if we rich

This that super seven shit homie
This that take your homies all to heaven no more pain
This that I done found it before I'ma find it again shit
After midnight, I got on my arm that you might like mm
Sound like, you wanna be choked by the smoke right