Limelight
Maybe we can meet when the time is right (Yeah)
Maybe we can meet in the moonlight (Yeah)
I told you I could meet you when the time is mine (Yeah)
Maybe I could see you in the limelight (Hold on)
I'm just whippin 95 down the turnpike (Hold on)
I could be your man for the night (Yeah for the night hold on)
I been cruising down the 4 with the 405 (405)
Cruising down the window with my shots let em fly (Let em fly hold on)
Imma stack my money get my bread spit that fye (Spit fye hold on)
I could roll a lil J till we all catch a vibe (Catch a vibe hold on)
I been smoking Mary Jane till we don't get high (Till we don't get high)
I been spitting all this flame till I can't spit fye (No more)
I could roll the Mary Jane till we all catch a vibe (Till we all catch a vibe hold on)
Puff puff pass till we all get high (Till all get high)
Getting higher
Baby I can see you by the hour I don't hire (I don't hire)
Baby your eyes they inspire (They inspire)
Singing for you here's the choir
Maybe you and I
Could meet again in separate lives
Maybe our time is right I'm feeling you
Baby let's catch a vibe what have we got into
Times not right
Just know our times not right yeah
I need to fly yeah
I need to soar yeah
I cant be broke again
(Everybody get out get the fuck out right now everyone get out)
(Aye pass me my swisher)
I pushed the wheel pushed the Porsche pushed the whip pushed your hairline back
Pushed the bills pushed the money pushed the bitch right through the nap sack
Pushed the beat fucked the bitch fucked her once now she called butter back
I got diamonds on me and they hit bitch doin like jumpin jacks
40 Flip run it back
Get a flip flip a pack
Thumbing through all the racks
Diamonds on me they attack
Hit a bitch in the back
Diamonds on me they gone splat
Hit a bitch with green light like lil bitch know it's Slatt
Shit yall some copies like 10-5
I get the knife to the gun fight
I bring the fye fye
I get the glock on my hip and it might fye (Squidward walking)
Whipping that turnpike
I got the diamonds on me and they might bite
Smoking that gas like a Rasta
Smoking that gas like a Rasta
Sippin that double cup wokstar
Sippin that double cup wokstar
I told you lil boys pop out eating your spinach like Popeye
You know I'm a demon
I walk how I'm leaning
I walk in like Jesus
Got Balmain lil jeans yuh
You know what I choose don't fuck with no cheaters
Fuck wit the cheaters the readers that pull up on you with the heaters
I'm Dunking em all Arenas
I fuck on that bitch in the back of the brackies
I pull up on her with the rackies I'm flippin the packies
I'm flippin the trackies I get all my money it's coming in backend
I told her I'm making it happen them plates that I'm stacking
I get all my paper whats brackin
I pull up on you like what happened (What happened)
Pull up on you like what happened
(What happened)
Run up on me you see magic
Run up on me I'm like magic
I'm in the O town like magic
M103 got that magic
M103 got bad habits
I got that drank and I'm taxin