Street Lights Lyrics

I'm coming for the top and never coming down

I'm coming for the top and never coming down, down

Momma used to warn me about times like this

I done grown up, now I got them all pissed

A lot of people done snaked me, I'll add them to the list

Now they like, God damn, that boy don't miss

And don't try to ask about who was involved

Man I keep shit P, I ain't telling them shit

I've gone six years without my grip

Was a lost little kid when I walked through the strip

And my momma said you better get home before the street lights come on

I crept on some steps with some demons, you know

I was looking at my dawg like we bout to blow

Fast forward, years later, man this shit moving slow

I'm scared to hear about who died when I pick up the phone

No one taught me how to hustle, had to go get my own

Used to look up to Pablo and move like a Capone

Till I learned it could be lights out when the street lights come on

I was down bad, baby said "be faithful"

God, I'm ready, I'm willing and able

It's gon' take me a while to put trust in my neighbor

My brother would slay me like Kane if he Abel

I'm serving them bitches, you best tip the waiter

Met homies in Knoxville to Clinton, Decatur

That bullshit you're playing, no, I cannot cater to

You know some killers, man, shit, I can name a few

You ain't got no lock on the streets, umhmm

You're hyping your album of beef, umhmm

I said, fuck it, ain't keeping the peace

They say money talks, then who told you to speak?

Was told if I wanted respect as a man

Then I would have to put some holes in a man

No father presence, I pray for a chance

I'm not good at prayers, but you know what I'm saying

My hand on the Bible, don't care about no titles

I watched all my brothers turn into my rivals

My life in lines is like reading my vitals

I live and I breathe what I write, I'm a fighter

I'm all about paper, compare me to Michael

I'm upping the score, you can check it like Fico

I'm not one to cross and I'm not one to lie to

I won't sugarcoat it, it's fuck you, don't like to you, okay

Momma used to warn me about times like this

I done grown up, now I got them all pissed

A lot of people done snaked me, I'll add them to the list

Now they like, God damn, that boy don't miss

And don't try to ask about who was involved

Man I keep shit P, I ain't telling them shit

I've gone six years without my grip

Was a lost little kid when I walked through the strip

and my momma said you better get home before the street lights come on

I crept on some steps with some demons, you know

I was looking at my dawg like we bout to blow

Fast forward, years later, man this shit moving slow

I'm scared to hear about who died when I pick up the phone

No one taught me how to hustle, had to go get my own

Used to look up to Pablo and move like a Capone

Till I learned it could be lights out when the street lights come on

Come take a ride, I know somewhere secluded

Grip on your waist, baby, watch how I do it

Kiss on her neck and she wet like jacuzzi

She posing for me like we making some movies

Think I ain't shit, then just watch how I prove it

She calling me baby, I'm plotting like Stewie

In love with your thighs and your ass and your boobies

Okay, let me get back to this music

Mind always moving, it's too loud to sleep

I say that I'm too strong to say that I'm weak

Learned to be careful with friends that I keep

There was too many people to eat off of me

I gotta go, oh, oh, oh

I done seen blood spilled, oh no

Momma used to warn me about times like this

I done grown up, now I got them all pissed

A lot of people done snaked me, I'll add them to the list

Now they like, God damn, that boy don't miss

And don't try to ask about who was involved

Man I keep shit P, I ain't telling them shit

I've gone six years without my grip

Was a lost little kid when I walked through the strip

and my momma said you better get home before the street lights come on

I crept on some steps with some demons, you know

I was looking at my dawg like we bout to blow

Fast forward, years later, man this shit moving slow

I'm scared to hear about who died when I pick up the phone

No one taught me how to hustle, had to go get my own

Used to look up to Pablo and move like a Capone

Till I learned it could be lights out when the street lights come on