blacklight ft. joeyvangogh Lyrics

Niggas don't love you until you dead and gone

Why niggas gotta pass to get they flowers

I'm setting up high to reach the tower

I set the bar niggas can try to climb over like a ladder

I listened to some old records

Why niggas let me jump on wax with that bullshit?

I swear to God I'm gettin better day by day

Y'all gon fuck with the new shit

Gotta hit my mans I need BigBuk to shoot this

Whatever I make, I fall in love over 10 times

10 times I envisioned your death in these hands of mine

I preach gospel, kissing my 9

This little light of mine I'm bout to let it shine

Walk up on me it's a drill, my brother's trained to kill

So if I got myself in a pickle, don't matter what's the dill

We gon slide on a bitch, a nigga, I don't discriminate

Can't show love no more these niggas been fake

Throw dirt on my name on some shit that you don't know about

Really showed y'all ass, one less nigga to worry bout

You show motherfuckers your genuine side

They use & abuse, and that's just fine

But I'm the wrong nigga

Opps coming around, I gotta bomb siggas

I'm charged up, but it's best I stay calm nigga

This built up rage gon make me flex the wrong trigger

Y'all got the wrong nigga

Back in my bag, yeah I'm deeper than ever

Vangogh Rambo, I go at whoever

I make 'em fall something like cool weather

Pick ya poison

They won't do no better

They can't keep up with a nigga, I'm God Tier

Already know the storm coming, it's calm here

I ain't gotta Flex no Funk, drop bombs there

I stay on my best like my moms there

Fly nigga, no need to try

Real niggas, all the homies ride

A wrong move and it's homicide

I know some niggas who hugs dukes when mamas cry

Shady shady niggas is moving shady

May 3rd made a vow to never move lazy

All hazy, my mind always spacey

I be writing raps have me feeling like the Rap's Scorsese

I could never let a nigga blow up, I'm 'bout to detonate

Forever great, my whole gang I swear will be forever straight

Need y'all to play y'all part, I'ma leave my mark

The man ain't super, the man Kent Clark

There's a billion ways to die, this the way that you chose

Death before dishonor, this motherfucker froze

I'm cold, artic freeze I suppose

Winter time, bundle up in Amok clothes

Drip for the niggas and hoes, Yeah yeah

Blacklight, bet they face'll be cum covered

I keep it real over here, over there y'all are dicksuckers

In the closet with they actions, these niggas really dick lovers

No judgment over here, love who you love, but we won't switch numbers

Can't respect a motherfucker who's afraid of themselves

Putting on a act to be cool can't be good for your health

Too much drama with y'all niggas i gotta keep to my self

Y'all fucking up the pockets, my kids generational wealth

A star in the making

Don't listen to them 'cuz they say artists are crazy

Fuck what you think 'cuz you aren't what you make me

Out to be

'Cuz actually

I'm realer than what you see on the tv screen

Stop living in a fantasy that shit make believe

That's just another excuse for you bitches to be lazy

That shit crazy