Last Lights Left

Lyrics

[Intro: Lioness] I close my eyes and I see darkness I open my eyes and I see darkness Who is the light? What is the light? Where is the light? [Verse 1: Price] Yea they call me Price I got my cash right World full of darkness We the last lights 12 years old I found my Uncle Junior crack pipe All this division only helped me get my math right Now I'm feeling my best I got my foot on they necks UFC with the tapout Lights off I'm a blackout GPS when I act out I got the whole shit mapped out IE in my background I bet that nigga never back down [Verse 2: Oktane] Yea they call me Oktane boy now let's get busy IE I rep my city None of y'all messing with me It's too much faulty movement going I stay to myself I lost friends lost ends never lose myself The Hardy boys of this game we won't lose the belt You gon' need more than your gang nigga who's your help? I been shuttin' up puttin' up I only move in stealth Me and my people all I see I don't see nothing else [Verse 3: Price] Too much doubt I gotta shine it's now or never I gave y'all too much time to get your shit together, yes Accepting county calls from bro like keep your head up For everytime I got let down I never let up Got crooked cops conning me in my economy Real nigga award I gotta be the only nominee The homies want the act, in quality and quantities And I just want liberation I just want equality [Verse 4: Oktane] WWE smackdown, Shaq in the paint back down How you niggas wanna act now? Pull up black on black now Ooh, I groove You watchin all my moves Something you shouldn't do That's exactly how you lose I just need a couple trees put them in rotation You wouldn't last 10 Seconds in my situation Tho we lost, mistakin' Every day is a vacation We was workin' you was waitin' Now they outside hatin' We livin' [Hook] Livin like it's my last night Bring the vibes We the last lights Money, bags, women, weed Save your soul Flood the streets Livin like it's my last night Bring the vibes We the last lights Money, bags, women, weed Save your soul Run the streets [Verse 5: Price] Real recognize real And you don't look real familiar Niggas know we'll win this We was eatin' oatmeal for dinner Slap boxin' with Daedae My pops eatin off JPay I heard all the new albums They make me wanna take a vacation [Verse 6: Oktane] Shit that sounds like a payday So what's going down nigga mayday Say no mas link up Girl call your squad, link up Caught you with your feet up Now it's time for re-up Like heating Cali when the sun out We ain't never finna run out [Verse 7: Price] 500 on my come out A young nigga gon' bet it though Free my dogs on level 4 You can't score if you don't set a goal Bet you still ain't on nothing You niggas still broke clubbin' You niggas still on a budget You niggas still holding grudges I can't relate But at this rate I'm straight I'm fully high, you Dave Chappelle boy, you only half baked Let me see that ass shake, let me see that ass shake Better do it now Mama told me that we in the last days [Verse 8: Oktane] Last days last nights 'least we get to see 'em Not them boys that would join them We would rather be them Some hate me some wanna date me I don't ever meet'em I just take the game and beat it Leave 'em thinkin' that we cheatin' Tired of this people sleepin' Relaxin' like it's the weekend The white girls on the weekend That white girl I got'em tweakin You'll get it later I'm eatin' It's rude for me to be speakin' With food in my mouth I'm leavin' Still got the beat in my teeth I'm gone [Verse 9: Price] Yea Westside where they banging and the Crumbella's at Yea Westside Yea Westside all I ever wanted was a cadillac Yes Price got more lines than a Battle Rapper I'm the goat when I snap I must remind y'all that I'm way too far ahead that's why they talk behind my back But I fake [?] A lot of haters I made fans Steph Curry with the game plan Good Vibe Tribe that's my [?] [Hook] Livin like it's my last night Bring the vibes We the last lights Money, bags, women, weed Save your soul Flood the streets Livin like it's my last night Bring the vibes We the last lights Money, bags, women, weed Save your soul Run the streets