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100lights Video (MV)




Performed By: Arthur Prada
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Arthur Pravda




Arthur Prada - 100lights Lyrics




Sometimes I feel outcast, got finger and knee tats
Hate I don't see that, just zero degrees that
I been working for these guys, don't talk to police guys
Working to get off them sofas so I can sleep nice
I just wanna eat right, pushing up in three stripes
Double B's, no double C's, bloody so I bleed twice
I'm so high, looking I see three skies
If you're feeling angry, you know you can blame me right?

Who's that guy in the mirror? Man it's AP
I been faded lately, I remember you were my baby
In the club, when you threw it back on me
Off the drugs, took my love and threw it back on me
I'm sick in the head give me brain like zombie
In the street, 100 diamonds on me
In the weed house, 100 lights on me
Folding up the money like it's origami
I was broke and far away from home, I still held you down
Spent all my money, just to help you out
Nearly broke my back, just to help you out
Nearly lost my mind, just to help you out

And you know I see you, dancing in the dark
Grinding all up on me, it's a work of art
Baby girl I ain't over you, if the truth's involved
100 lights, shining on my neck in the dark
And you know I see you, dancing in the dark
Twisting up around me, choke me out
I'm a thousand miles away, that's the worst part
Praying everyday I get a change of heart

I'm sick in the head give me brain like zombie
In the street, 100 diamonds on me
In the weed house, 100 lights on me
Folding up the money like it's origami
I'm sick in the head give me brain like zombie
In the street, 100 diamonds on me
In the weed house, 100 lights on me
Folding up the money like it's origami
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English

Sometimes I feel outcast, got finger and knee tats
Hate I don't see that, just zero degrees that
I been working for these guys, don't talk to police guys
Working to get off them sofas so I can sleep nice
I just wanna eat right, pushing up in three stripes
Double B's, no double C's, bloody so I bleed twice
I'm so high, looking I see three skies
If you're feeling angry, you know you can blame me right?

Who's that guy in the mirror? Man it's AP
I been faded lately, I remember you were my baby
In the club, when you threw it back on me
Off the drugs, took my love and threw it back on me
I'm sick in the head give me brain like zombie
In the street, 100 diamonds on me
In the weed house, 100 lights on me
Folding up the money like it's origami
I was broke and far away from home, I still held you down
Spent all my money, just to help you out
Nearly broke my back, just to help you out
Nearly lost my mind, just to help you out

And you know I see you, dancing in the dark
Grinding all up on me, it's a work of art
Baby girl I ain't over you, if the truth's involved
100 lights, shining on my neck in the dark
And you know I see you, dancing in the dark
Twisting up around me, choke me out
I'm a thousand miles away, that's the worst part
Praying everyday I get a change of heart

I'm sick in the head give me brain like zombie
In the street, 100 diamonds on me
In the weed house, 100 lights on me
Folding up the money like it's origami
I'm sick in the head give me brain like zombie
In the street, 100 diamonds on me
In the weed house, 100 lights on me
Folding up the money like it's origami
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Writer: Arthur Pravda
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