| And I’m not sleeping now
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| The dark is too hard to beat
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| And I’m not keeping up
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| The strength I need to push me
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| You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
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| You shine it when I’m alone
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| And so I tell myself that I’ll be strong
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| And dreaming when they’re gone
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| ‘Cause they’re calling, calling, calling me home
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| Calling, calling, calling home
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| You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
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| You shine it when I’m alone
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| Tanboys, I got a certain love for this life
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| I keep a certain drug, take it twice
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| They talk about me wrong, out of spite
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| But I keep that cannon right, but I keep that cannon right by my side
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| P A P I with no facial hair, got this bread, no vacation here
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| I was underage, on top of pussy
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| I was overtime, on the block they push me
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| To the limit, so I made an example
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| Put the rock down, nah, these niggas taking my handle
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| And my slang but it’s cool, and my look but it’s cool
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| There’s creators and inventors, either or ain’t you
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| Act your age, tryin' to look rich
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| You tryin' to go hard or you tryin' to go bitch?
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| I see that fear, the talk type snitch
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| You tryin' to be poor or you tryin' to be rich?
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| I’n tryin' to be A, like the first two letters backwards
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| Holding down my Latinos with this rap shit
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| Having breakfast at Tiffany’s with my bitch
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| I spend whatever I got under my mattress, Papi
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| I had a way then
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| Losing it all on my own
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| I had a heart then
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| But the queen has been overthrown
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| And I’m not sleeping now
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| The dark is too hard to beat
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| And I’m not keeping up
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| The strength I need to push me
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| You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
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| You shine it when I’m alone
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| And so I tell myself that I’ll be strong
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| And dreaming when they’re gone
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| ‘Cause they’re calling, calling, calling me home
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| Calling, calling, calling home
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| You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
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| You shine it when I’m alone
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| Latin rapper, chilling in the project, trapper
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| Major figure, sip figures, I be gettin' richer
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| Love and peace to my brothers, I do this shit for my brothers
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| No diploma, graduation pictures, they went to school in prison
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| Realize, we recognize, we sever ties (Them wave riders)
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| Creative minds, creative lines, your coka sell (My brain’s higher)
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| I’m fucking Tira, take that to the bank
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| Little bit of weed, Hennessy be the drink
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| Enemies see the firearm, ticking time bomb
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| Any given day shine, every winter, spring, fall, I’ma ball
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| Take it slow, pretty girl
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| ‘Cause I know you know exactly what I want
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| So right, the money’s so right
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| And we get it every day and every night
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| Now she don’t wanna go
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| Now she don’t wanna go, go
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| Now she don’t wanna go
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| I said she don’t wanna go go go go go go go, Papi
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| I had a way then
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| Losing it all on my own
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| I had a heart then
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| But the queen has been overthrown
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| And I’m not sleeping now
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| The dark is too hard to beat
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| And I’m not keeping up
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| The strength I need to push me
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| You show the lights |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lights, artist - Bodega Bamz. Album song Strictly 4 My P.A.P.I.Z, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп