Lights Out Video (MV)

In the Rolls Royce Ghost, blacked out, cruising with the top down
The music never stops playing loud, even when it's lights out
You seem mad because of the way that you see me now
Come at me, we can see, we got 12 rounds

The race has begun and you seemed really gassed when I passed, why you tryna match my tempo
A hundred miles an hour, keep it moving steady, I make it look easy, easy like a freethrow
If I got a dollar for every time I lost, I had to think about it, I think I'd really be broke
On the come up but they looking my way, I'm telling you why, why you should lay low
Not everybody gets a chance but now is mine
Blood, sweat, tears shed in every single line
A young kid with a big dream, tryna live it up, won't stop until on cloud nine
Time to go get it, I'ma live it, I'ma breathe it, yeah, yeah, it's about time
Asking all these questions about how we living, don't you worry now, we all doing just fine

In the Rolls Royce Ghost, blacked out, cruising with the top down
The music never stops playing loud, even when it's lights out
You seem mad because of the way that you see me now
Come at me, we can see, we got 12 rounds
In the Rolls Royce Ghost, blacked out, cruising with the top down
The music never stops playing loud, even when it's lights out
You seem mad because of the way that you see me now
Come at me, we can see, we got 12 rounds

Keep it moving like a fresh pair of Energizers
In the neighborhood like I'm Mr. Rogers
On to better things, to the major leagues, gunning for that top spot, we graduated from the minors
Understated but never dated, elated we made it, haters will hate it but I'm original like a native
We can really debate it, you know I'm educated, I got the paper to prove it
Your sour face shows you're losing
You're lightweight, turn your back to the wind
You float off then you land Oregon
Wrong neck of the woods, getting lost in the bush, acting like you know your way around West Linn
Will I continue to pen, well it really depends, I'm having second thoughts thinking on the matter
Then I'm thinking again, I'm always in the den flicking my wrist like I'm whipping batter

Cruising with the top down
Even when it's lights out
Because of the way that you see me now
Come at me, we can see, we got 12 rounds

In the Rolls Royce Ghost, blacked out, cruising with the top down
The music never stops playing loud, even when it's lights out
You seem mad because of the way that you see me now
Come at me, we can see, we got 12 rounds

I'm pulling up to stunt, I'm just playing, I'ma front with a blue/black colored, rented-out Benzo
I'm working real hard, tryna play the right cards, tryna get myself to Uno
Let's put it in reverse, let's skip the rehearse, draw four lines, tryna make a window
To follow my dreams, to make you all believe in the vision, can't see me with my tint though
Why you tryna catch up, about to pass out, with your palm up looking for a hand-out
Until the sunsets, gotta contest all the doubt that will route success from my house
Keep your feet down, gotta make sound, to make waves from LA all the way to Old Town
Never give-up, float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, 1-2, that's a knockout