Disco Lights

I come from humble beginnings, from welfare living They said mommy's on vacation, but I know she's in prison I see the road to riches, while I can take this road trip I just wanna kill it, like I'm gripping on a roach clip My nights stay sleepless like the home of the Seahawks This one here is a classic like my favorite pair of Reebok Streets been waiting on me like they're waiting on the detox This one's for my boys who never made it off them street blocks This one's for my boys that we lost up in the gun smoke This one's for my boys who never got to watch their sons grow I grew up a screw up, no video games or tablets Banging on the block with all my boys became a habit You say my home was broken, everybody smokin Cops would hit the pad, I knew the spots to hide the dope in My AC's broken too, the summer is nothing nice Clowns keep overdosing now we got no fucking ice Now I'm a Latin Beast, yeah I'm a rare breed My money comes in bulk So you know I'm living carefree Talk about them brown ones Talking bout them blue fives Gotta kill the beat Like the streets do to two fives The game is cutthroat but it's alright The only cars I'm running from are the ones with disco lights Hit the blunt and hit the fast lane Hitting corners on 'em Killing on my people, I'm about to go Chris Dorner on 'em 1993 got Pac in the Walkman All I do is take flight, I don't even talk man I fought life, I beat that, that's life when you gang bang Had a second chance, but you know I'm doing the same thing God said fuck friends, my circles getting shorter Fuck a hundred pennys dawg, I'd rather have four quarters Game is influential, the hustle is essential The hatred in my mental is my only instrumental See you, you are paper, and I, I am a pencil When I write on you, they outline you like a stencil My flow is legendary, lifestyle's hereditary I'm busting at my adversaries for my homies dead and buried Tempted by blood money, all I know is the street life The same streets that told me to go home when I see street lights I beat all the odds, ain't no need for no applause My county full of angels but my city's full of Gods All I know is the struggle, so tell me can you feel mine? I took a step back from rapping, came back the game was still mine Without a beat, without a hook, I show the world I still shine So call it how I see it and I see that shit in real time They all thought I was finished, thought I'd end up clucking I'm a soldier dusted off my shoulders like that dope was nothing Kicked it like a field goal, damn this lick is still cold Being broke yeah that's still old, I'm daily chasing bill folds The streets been waiting on me like they work at hooters These foos been hating on me but I know they ain't no shooters Man my life is good, I'm blowing bud up in the sky Swear you wouldn't see me coming, if I nutted in your eye I feel like this that one night where all I need is one mic The mind state I live in is like I'm training for that one fight To all of those that question this, I gotten every one right They just killed my boy, it's gonna be a long night Came home to a bad bitch who always rolls the blunt right Fucked her til my dick sneezed, that pussy was gesundheit I pray the lord forgives me, for the dirt under my fingernails I grew up in the ghetto, where that's just part of being a male Ain't tripping off these rappers homie they can diss all night The only cars I'm running from are the ones with disco lights And I ain't tripping off these rappers homie they can diss all night The only cars I'm running from are the ones with disco lights