Streetlights

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Mike Bandanna

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Now lately I don't give
A mother f*ck bout myself
And people tell me that
I'm better off not offing myself
But somehow you stay a float
With your life on that shelf
Waiting just for you to check out
Never check on your health
But shit you ain't really
Naw you ain't really 'bout
All that shit that you barking out
Stuck inside a pit
All of that bull shit niggas talk about
Look shit I manuver it quick
Like nigga hold it
While I'm rolling
Just to find my peace in hell
She control it
Not remote it
Thats the ocean by her belt
F*ck a colon
Semi totin'
Stop your sentence in a breath
Off the hinges
Like Macaulay
House is vacant like motels
Like I'm Bates
Steady killing
Wrapped in angst
I'm a villain
Like a saint
Keep my thoughts
Beside the bank
Keep some pussy
On the side
40 malt the paper bag
I'm a nigga if you ask
But It's bvmmy in my gums
Only beg for pussy last
After money
After liquor
After death
Pushing for my pedestal
My pockets been on watch your step
I heard if they catch you slippin
They might leave a nigga wet
I heard if they catch you slipping
They might
Look like
Whose down
For the homicide
In the ride
With the mask
Sitting on the right side
Of my head
Pitch black
In the whip
Help to cover up my eyes
Cover dead
Color red
Like the street lights
Like the street
Whose down
For the homicide
In the ride
With the mask
Sitting on the right side
Of my head
Pitch black
In the whip
Help to cover up my eyes
Cover dead
Color red
Like the street lights
Like the street
But shit I'm still focused
While whipping the Taurus
My wrist still wreak of the yola
My verse compete with ebola
I traded sleep for the dolla'
This whisky my holster
All these shots to my temple
Made the 5th a revolver
Turn all you niggas to chauffeur
The way you ride on my dick
You hear my shit no payola
Broadcast it out to your friends
Now people turning they shoulders
I feel I found a new method
From ducking living life sober
Still go all week till I throw up
Like how
You gonna let a nigga like me
Run it
New chain made of rope
Tryning to hang wicha wodie
Switch game on a hoe
Trying to bleed new money
F*ck the world let it burn
As it turns as it turns like
Whose down
For the homicide
In the ride
With the mask
Sitting on the right side
Of my head
Pitch black
In the whip
Help to cover up my eyes
Cover dead
Color red
Like the street lights
Like the street
Whose down
For the homicide
In the ride
With the mask
Sitting on the right side
Of my head
Pitch black
In the whip
Help to cover up my eyes
Cover dead
Color red
Like the street lights
Like the street lights

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