Street Lights

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh, look, uh [Verse] Counting money under street lights, a hell of a feeling Getting money under street lights, I made me a killing Getting money under street lights, I went and bust me a hoop That bitch ain't come with a ceiling, uh Them street lights lead you right to a lick Under them street lights them hot dice did tricks Under street lights, there sits a Figueroa pimp It's a goldmine up and down that Figueroa strip Under street lights dirty needles and nose drip Niggas set up tents, run 'em through pores and whole zips, uh Chrome hearted, chrome harder, cold nights Niggas under street lights, evеn in daylight Balenciagas hangin' from the wire, hе lost his life Under street lights, another candle light .38 spinning, that's wheel of fortune, go Vanna White The price of uppers and downers be high as street lights Bullet holes the size of key limes Street light on top of the chopper, this bitch knee-high He lost his key fob runnin' under them street lights Duckin' the fraud case, been runnin' from the black and whites For three years, left behind three kids One of 'em grown now, he just did a bid He got caught up under them street lights, we just living the life Don't ever buy no chrome pistols, you can see 'em at night Without the street lights, where would I be? We used to disconnect the wires at the bottom, couldn't nobody could see We had the streets blacked out, we had the streets mapped out Wrong turn, get did wrong, get your Jeep wacced out, uh Them street lights, they sentimental, we tinted rentals The street lights gon' let you see who did it