The Light Songtext

B.Keyz

von To Whom I May Concern

The Light Songtext
Don't stare at the light
Please don't stare at the light, don't stare at the light Don't stare at the light
Please don't stare at the light, don't stare at the light

Uh, back inside the booth i'm feelin' wonderful
Already made a classic this is number two (facts)
You can't be no boss if ain't nobody under you
Been tryna keep up with myself man I be on the move
Room is what I need you're finally gettin' comfortable
I only came here cause this game needed somethin' new
Bring all them bottles in the room we know what to do
Underachiever so nobody lookin' up to you
Now everybody wanna know where I been
Since the last album dropped see I ain't put down a pen
There's so many snakes around me I don't know who my friends
And there's so many rappers floppin' I done learned how to swim
Way too many niggas beggin' just rely on yourself
I'll be damned if i've been workin' just to lie on the shelf
I know nothin' more important than my mind and my wealth
Got everybody in they business I keep mindin' myself oh well

But don't stare at the light
Please don't stare at the light, don't stare at the light
I shine like i'm scared of the night
So please don't stare at the light, don't stare at the light
Yeah you shine but your glare it ain't bright, no
So please don't stare at the light, don't stare at the light
I shine like i'm scared of the night
So please don't stare at the light, don't stare at the light
Notoriety, feelin' like I hit some type of lottery
Now i'm adored when I rap they applaud for the same team on the side of me
Packin' the dough like i'm jackin' and shinin' just to get a foot in I would happily climb in
Back with the new how's that for the time and [?]
(Damn) I think i'm on to somethin' you frontin' feelin like the man
Gotta keep them [?] jumpin we hustle no rubberbands
Gotta hand on mic, killin with a star no candlelight
Soon as I put both hands on mic might see the beat get vandalized
Barely read the bible i'm just sayin' my verse
Sippin' wine Sunday mornin' breakin' bread on the first
Girl you got that type of body look like heaven on earth
And by the way that you been blessed you be the head of the church
Like hallelujah, record clean like a loofah
Imma keep countin mulah til' commas do kamasutra
Bang this shit in your supra, sang it smoother than luther watch me do it
I influence i'm rooted inside this music I am doin

But don't stare at the light
Please don't stare at the light, don't stare at the light
I shine like i'm scared of the night
So please don't stare at the light, don't stare at the light
Yeah you shine but your glare it ain't bright, no
So please don't stare at the light, don't stare at the light
I shine like i'm scared of the night
So please don't stare at the light, don't stare at the light
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