Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Light, artist - Big Sean. Album song Sean Don, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: FP
Song language: English
Light |
| Look, I spent my whole life tryna improvise |
| I’m not saying that shit for you to sympathize |
| Spent my whole life tryna find the light that’s at the end of the tunnel |
| I should have realized it was inside |
| So lately I been trying to get what’s inside outside |
| So many people wanna see my insides outside |
| I’m from that city four hours east of Southside |
| Where everyone outside, but don’t fuck with no outsiders |
| Going up, with the ones I hold it down with |
| Whole city got my back on some photobomb shit |
| Whole city blowing up on some old Saddam shit |
| Before this, I was the one hoes tried to go to prom with |
| You know, take the fame, take the crib, take our cars |
| Now we gotta take the train, hood niggas takin' chains |
| Slavemaster take our names, 5−0 take the shot |
| And young souls take the blame, man but they can’t take away |
| The light |
| No matter how much they gon' shade you |
| No, man they can’t fuck with the light |
| They can’t stop the shine |
| They can’t fuck with the light |
| Hell nah, the boy’s that bright |
| Even if you take away my life, you can’t take the light |
| No matter how much they gon' shade you |
| Got the whole city on fire |
| Boy, this the flow that got Steph Curry inspired |
| This the flow that got Lebron James finna rewire |
| This the flow that got my whole family finna retire |
| Flows on flows, I might drown in this bitch |
| Ye found a pro, I guess I’m profound in this bitch |
| My dad from Louisiana, man the smallest town |
| Where if they know you’re brown, they might hold you down and even hose you |
| down, man |
| Since I’m his son, I feel like I gotta stunt hard |
| I took the hand that they gave me and played the Donald Trump card |
| And realized counting money never feel as good as counting blessings |
| And a loaded mind is more dangerous than a loaded weapon |
| So when they take the fame, take the crib, take our cars |
| Now we gotta take the train, and hood niggas takin' chains |
| Slavemaster take our names, 5−0 take the shot |
| And young souls take the blame, man but they can’t take away |
| The light |
| No matter how much they gon' shade you |
| No, man they can’t fuck with the light |
| They can’t stop the shine |
| No, man they can’t fuck with the light |
| Hell nah, the boy’s that bright |
| Even if you take away my life, you can’t take the light |
| No matter how much they gon' shade you |
| Don’t let them take away your soul |
| No, no (No, no) |
| Don’t let them take away what makes you whole |