Street Lights, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Street lights they come on and you freeze right

Ok back to the cheese right

Thinking bout Christ wondering what is he like

Will I see him in this life

Will I sit tight opportunity flys bye or will I

Make shit become true fruition thats sci-fi

If niggas is fake but they claim they so real I'm confused on where I lie

To claim that they real is really surreal like using a fire in firefight

I just wanted meals along with the mills but as of today I'm just fed up

It's kill or be killed just tryna put on for my district no games just need bread uh

If I look in the mirror and don't feel the recognition I'll assume I've already ended

Ain't no more sorrys I'm tired of Repetition

No more caring bout others feelings

Supposed to be love but except when it over finished find myself within war conditions

I'll forgive and forget but it's only with one condition that your life and your soul is finished

I'm just wishing the street lights would come on and I'd freeze right cuz my mother is calling me

As a child I strived to be grown as of now got me thinking what the hell is wrong with me

For a while I was hoping we'd reconcile

Found that everything's not what I thought it'll be

How can a nigga truly know you I look in the mirror and don't even notice me

Losing myself how I know it's me

Just wanted peace now I'll dead some

Was down on my last at my lowest the feeling of needing not accepting bread crumbs

I need pesticide shit that's bugging me has to die before I end up the dead one

Want a passive life I'm not one who will pacify don't think that I could live one

From my sleep at night

Had a dream that the street lights flashed mother was calling me

Like this boy got five more minutes

I come out you sick like the failure of artery's

But apart of her knows the fact that I should've been home she shoudnt be calling me

The more the world grows the hate has been growing along it's already costing me

A child with fro

With melanin skin that shall glow alone they want that postponed they look at you different but similar to how the others look at you like I've stolen from store

Maybe I did

Ironic if stay away from the burbs a nigga will live but all of those decades of poverty nigga how do you not see that we up in this bitch

Nigga