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Work the lighting
Find your angles
Take that picture
Pose
It doesn't matter how we got here
Can you steal the show?
Walk the runway
Live your life

make it brief
Lie to me, new reality
Lighting down, Ecstasy
Lights away, crooked stay
Break the ego every way
Runway model, drunken wobble
Pretty bitch,

Sittin' on go since Monday
Damn near ran out of runway
Down this road, there's only one way
This day can go and that's up
Gonna make the best

[Hook]
Ohhh 
 Big 4-5 niggas trappin on Monday 
 Cap 2 hard funna leave em on the runway 
Keep this uhh cuz dey know im on da one way 
Bad ass bitch

runway, under the light

Chorus:
We're so hot, burning bright, a blazing flame
Lighting up the sky, no one can tame
We're unstoppable, can't deny
In

of an airplane,
An inch from the runway
And your eyes, open wide, like a rip tide
I kiss you goodbye
And it feels so right
Yeah, it feels so right

Right

mad like you just might stop 
But you need me
& I got my swag 
Runway fresh know you see me 
All up on my page but your comments ain't PG
Think you more

N.Y.C.

Nas

In the City

2008

you heard
I'm thought of highly, shopping Louie, Gianni
Christian LaCrosse shades, what can a boss say?
City, bus, the subway, cab, the runway
Ski

say?
City, bus, the subway, cab, the runway
Ski masks and gunplay: my past at a young age
The illest city on the planet
Towers came down, Wall Street

to you boy
No Logic... No Logic... No logic, no logic
To you boy
Thought your love was like an airplane
Always taking me higher
Lighting me like a spark

like I talk, that's a runway
And the glory and the spotlight be on YAHWEH
Feeling parched like cotton mouth? Come get some water
Drink it up, we got

as butter
Take off off the runway rocket boost I'm breaking rudders
Call me sharpie cause I got the edge and the cutters
I'ma need a pencil and a number
I got

I hit the gas on the runway I pray to God every Sunday I don't shot this nigga Monday
Forty fold him like umbrellas draw down in a gucci sweater
Hit

I hit the gas on the runway I pray to God every Sunday I don't shot this nigga Monday
Forty fold him like umbrellas draw down in a gucci sweater
Hit

Hennicy ah kool in a glass there pon ice 
Pon a runway me head ready to take flight 

In the bold I'll be smoking the weed nigga 
High dro in the cold that

bitch was gum
And she do what I say like I'm pointing a gun
And i'm speaking the truth and its rip trust

Bad bitch she walk to me like runway, She

All of those forest fires are no longer cleansing me
And there's a thirst they can no longer quench in me
Lighting up only my way when I travel
I had

a the mic 
Down load the weed song in a megabites
Hennicy ah kool in a glass there pon ice 
Pon a runway me head ready to take flight 

In the bold I'll be

We're speeding on the runway
We gotta really burn this road
Road road road
We got no chance to move too slow
I am taking off my bottoms
The summer

cover, with Niq' and the brothers
Lighting league no time stamp, it's black card
They can't see us, black glasses, black cars
DJ records the sounds come

a portable bomb
Liable to explode on any corner you're on
You'd rather stand right on my balls lying
Like ants out of the hole
Shady like poor lighting
All I

Its been a while since I've seen your face
You're looking tired like a runaway
I hear you're lighting up the airwaves
Burning up the runway like

through all of the time
I put my bitch in designer she look like she came out the runway
I got her selling and serving all week from the Monday to Sunday
I

kicking it
In good hands
Covered by my Heavenly Father
Heavenly Father
No worries for the rest of days
I believe cause He lighting the way
Like a runway