Yeah,
What I'm rapping to start?
First, I wanna let them know that all this shit from the heart
Second, guess the second guesser didn't make it this far
Heard they asking for my blessing just to listen to more
I don't act on remorse
Just on settling scores
Even when the weather better make em sweat out their pores, shit
In other words I don't regulate, I work em'
I been riding through this shit while y'all hiding in the bushes
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I been popping off the Coca in the Florida Keys
Escobar season has returned
Best believe you ain't deserving if you ain't put in the work
I been riding through this shit, from the city to the burbs
I been, I been, I been rolling through my town right?
Woah, lights low burn slow through a hash pipe
Flows flow grow dough my account like -
Like Moneybagg Yo to a bitch, shit
I don't even box, but I hit em with the right hook
4,5,6 they ain't ever seen a checkbook
Heard they wanting bezels, I want Grammy's and a crib
Plus insurance for my dental I could pass onto my kids
Bitch I'm easy with this shit
Melo choppin' like filet
Make em' shake like CP3 these hoes need Jesus for a day
Cartier with no delay, KD6's on the court
Tend to hit em with the Trey, knock it down with no remorse, shit
Lights out, when that microphone recording
Right now, every little minutes important
Push it with no limit in the sky when I'm soaring
I just wanna fly away
Lights out, when that microphone recording
Right now, every little minutes important
Push it with no limit in the sky when I'm soaring
I just wanna fly away
Up in smoke and ducking hoes
I'm shrugging as I up the score
Killing all these lames they ain't the same
They won't be comin' close
That's just how it is
They throw the towel in
Getting scared of the underdog who' be howling
Shower in successes that's just how this whole thing ending
Properly addressing what I'm on and what my soul is destined
This is for the ones depressed who feels that life just keeps on testing
Keep on holding on to what you got this life is one whole blessing
Finding out the route to take without getting any directions
I been steady out the way trying to learn how I progress this
Opportunity's I grab em'
Won't let go, not gonna happen
Honestly I'm locked in like the first f*ckin' draft pick
Lights out, when that microphone recording
Right now, every little minutes important
Push it with no limit in the sky when I'm soaring
I just wanna fly away
Lights out, when that microphone recording
Right now, every little minutes important
Push it with no limit in the sky when I'm soaring
I just wanna fly away
hunter phay - Lights Out Lyrics
hunter phay - Lights Out Lyrics
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Yeah,
What I'm rapping to start?
First, I wanna let them know that all this shit from the heart
Second, guess the second guesser didn't make it this far
Heard they asking for my blessing just to listen to more
I don't act on remorse
Just on settling scores
Even when the weather better make em sweat out their pores, shit
In other words I don't regulate, I work em'
I been riding through this shit while y'all hiding in the bushes
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I been popping off the Coca in the Florida Keys
Escobar season has returned
Best believe you ain't deserving if you ain't put in the work
I been riding through this shit, from the city to the burbs
I been, I been, I been rolling through my town right?
Woah, lights low burn slow through a hash pipe
Flows flow grow dough my account like -
Like Moneybagg Yo to a bitch, shit
I don't even box, but I hit em with the right hook
4,5,6 they ain't ever seen a checkbook
Heard they wanting bezels, I want Grammy's and a crib
Plus insurance for my dental I could pass onto my kids
Bitch I'm easy with this shit
Melo choppin' like filet
Make em' shake like CP3 these hoes need Jesus for a day
Cartier with no delay, KD6's on the court
Tend to hit em with the Trey, knock it down with no remorse, shit
Lights out, when that microphone recording
Right now, every little minutes important
Push it with no limit in the sky when I'm soaring
I just wanna fly away
Lights out, when that microphone recording
Right now, every little minutes important
Push it with no limit in the sky when I'm soaring
I just wanna fly away
Up in smoke and ducking hoes
I'm shrugging as I up the score
Killing all these lames they ain't the same
They won't be comin' close
That's just how it is
They throw the towel in
Getting scared of the underdog who' be howling
Shower in successes that's just how this whole thing ending
Properly addressing what I'm on and what my soul is destined
This is for the ones depressed who feels that life just keeps on testing
Keep on holding on to what you got this life is one whole blessing
Finding out the route to take without getting any directions
I been steady out the way trying to learn how I progress this
Opportunity's I grab em'
Won't let go, not gonna happen
Honestly I'm locked in like the first f*ckin' draft pick
Lights out, when that microphone recording
Right now, every little minutes important
Push it with no limit in the sky when I'm soaring
I just wanna fly away
Lights out, when that microphone recording
Right now, every little minutes important
Push it with no limit in the sky when I'm soaring
I just wanna fly away
What I'm rapping to start?
First, I wanna let them know that all this shit from the heart
Second, guess the second guesser didn't make it this far
Heard they asking for my blessing just to listen to more
I don't act on remorse
Just on settling scores
Even when the weather better make em sweat out their pores, shit
In other words I don't regulate, I work em'
I been riding through this shit while y'all hiding in the bushes
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I been popping off the Coca in the Florida Keys
Escobar season has returned
Best believe you ain't deserving if you ain't put in the work
I been riding through this shit, from the city to the burbs
I been, I been, I been rolling through my town right?
Woah, lights low burn slow through a hash pipe
Flows flow grow dough my account like -
Like Moneybagg Yo to a bitch, shit
I don't even box, but I hit em with the right hook
4,5,6 they ain't ever seen a checkbook
Heard they wanting bezels, I want Grammy's and a crib
Plus insurance for my dental I could pass onto my kids
Bitch I'm easy with this shit
Melo choppin' like filet
Make em' shake like CP3 these hoes need Jesus for a day
Cartier with no delay, KD6's on the court
Tend to hit em with the Trey, knock it down with no remorse, shit
Lights out, when that microphone recording
Right now, every little minutes important
Push it with no limit in the sky when I'm soaring
I just wanna fly away
Lights out, when that microphone recording
Right now, every little minutes important
Push it with no limit in the sky when I'm soaring
I just wanna fly away
Up in smoke and ducking hoes
I'm shrugging as I up the score
Killing all these lames they ain't the same
They won't be comin' close
That's just how it is
They throw the towel in
Getting scared of the underdog who' be howling
Shower in successes that's just how this whole thing ending
Properly addressing what I'm on and what my soul is destined
This is for the ones depressed who feels that life just keeps on testing
Keep on holding on to what you got this life is one whole blessing
Finding out the route to take without getting any directions
I been steady out the way trying to learn how I progress this
Opportunity's I grab em'
Won't let go, not gonna happen
Honestly I'm locked in like the first f*ckin' draft pick
Lights out, when that microphone recording
Right now, every little minutes important
Push it with no limit in the sky when I'm soaring
I just wanna fly away
Lights out, when that microphone recording
Right now, every little minutes important
Push it with no limit in the sky when I'm soaring
I just wanna fly away
Writer: Hunter Phay, Lanz James
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid