LIGHTS OUT ft. onoola-sama Lyrics

Everything's clear to me, who really was there for me

I put so much time in the fake but it really just made me be great

I had to rely on myself, it's only my brothers who help

I only got love for the fam yeah fuck everyone else

If you really think I'm the same man, I'll show you that I got a plan

There's nothing better than this feeling of these motherfucking bands in my hands

I walked in swagged out, no doubt, put a bitch in a trance

I'm laughing to the bank right now, lights out, yeah I'm the man

I'm making house music this the shit that gon put me in a mansion

I'm the type that won't fold under pressure even when the lights hit

My main purpose is to ball out

Never thought that we would fall out

But oh well since we did

I'mma just have to go super big

I'mma just have to show you who I is

Yeah, you lit the fire inside me

All the doubters put a charge in me

I'mma come out with the army

Yeah, this shit is ours now, yeah, this gon' be ours forever

And trust me I'm swagging today and I'mma be swagging forever

I feel extravagant in this leather

They doing well, then I'm doing better

Hell yeah, I styled myself, I don't know what to tell ya

Everything's clear to me, who really was there for me

I put so much time in the fake but it really just made me be great

I had to rely on myself, it's only my brothers who help

I only got love for the fam yeah fuck everyone else

If you really think I'm the same man, I'll show you that I got a plan

There's nothing better than this feeling of these motherfucking bands in my hands

I walked in swagged out, no doubt, put a bitch in a trance

I'm laughing to the bank right now, lights out, yeah I'm the man

Yea, I'm the man

Yaow! I'm the man

I'mma do this shit everyday like,

If you hate it, you can kiss my ass

When these bitches told me I was none

Yea I put in my word in, I ain't playing

I'm big sexy, y'dig, baby

If you need to know who the fuck I am

Like I'm double00, international, and they heard it on the telegram

Would you ride for me, slide for me

Baby let me know, when shit hit the fan

No, I ain't trusting none of these hoes

So I put a burner on the nightstand

You know I can't fuck with none of these hoes

They say that they love you but fuck with your bands

Thanks to my fans, got a G-class

That bih she on me, got my name tatted

Who woulda known, I been on the map

Goddammit! Like I been on the map

And thanks to my plans, I don't give an ass

I know where I'm from and I know where I'm going

Like who woulda known

I feel extravagant in this leather

Off the runway, I do it better

They ask me what I'm putting on

Maybe Prada

BAOBAO, or the Marni

I don't know

Got a Margiela bitch on her knees

I'm the man, I'm the Himothy, He

On my momma, I'm steezing like breeze

Check-Check-Check! I drip to the T