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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Masicka
Vocals
Mario Hemmings
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Atto Wallace
Songwriter
Mario Hemmings
Songwriter
Javaun Fearon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Masicka
Producer
Atto Wallace
Producer
Mario Hemmings
Producer
Andre 'Dre Day' Ennis
Mixing Engineer
Donald Chen
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Life without you
You don't have to call me back
Brrah
[Verse 1]
Fuckin' lonely at the top of the hill
Jordan inna him prime, would a Shaq a me skill
Charge one inna da nine, when me stack up the mill'
Me dawg stuck inna da grime and dat a bother me still
Me know me duppy dem no rest because a shotta we kill (Brrah)
Rollout so me fresh, me pocket pack and me chill
You will drop a chase you dreams them, a lot of we will
Tupac inna him prime, woulda shock of me skill
Free me demons fi the money, fuck the fame yute
Umbrella in the Rolls Royce fi the rain yute
Bad weather but the outside will pain yute
Dem couldn't follow me, even if them take the same route
A God alone know, how we here, yute
Pull up, pull up, bare coupe
Me gyal dem, stay cute, me gun dem, aim, shoot
And if me cum inna her belly, what a great yute
Me style dem out of this world, grab a spacesuit
[Chorus]
Limelight, limelight
Been there, done that, just want fi get me mind right
Yeah, me drive that
Wreck that, spend that, make that bloodclaat back
Limelight, limelight
Been there, done that, pull up pon end a bare gunshot
Yeah, me drive that
Wreck that, spend that, make that bloodclaat back, a just the limelight
[Verse 2]
A me no like that, dawg
Have a gyal and me a strike that hard
Live cash, you know, like bank card (Ooh)
Pon da highway, yuh drive that broad
That a broke talk
Weh them a try that fraud, yeah, we up, dawg
Like me find oil inna da yard
Me funds nuh dry, my lawd
Me guns no hide, my lawd
The thugs a vibe inna da dark
Me drugs a life, I spark
She love weh under da cork
She clump up under da shorts
See love deh, hang dat fast
See rum deh, bomb that flask
Di ground weh Black man cross, sit down deh watch man Clark's (Rough)
[Chorus]
Limelight, limelight
Been there, done that, just want fi get me mind right
Yeah, me drive that
Wreck that, spend that, make that bloodclaat back
Limelight, limelight
Been there, done that, pull up pon end a bare gunshot
Yeah, me drive that
Wreck that, spend that, make that bloodclaat back, a just the limelight
[Verse 3]
Keep shining, blessing a real timing
The G piling the cash, the team smiling
The street find him a gap, no cheap styling
We do this calmer than Sunday peas boiling
Spend some and put some inna hiding
Big food a big food, the ghetto child bring
Stop who, stop what, me stop rhyming?
The block hot, me strap-strap, me not sliding
Me top that, anything me drop, me keep rising
Chat-chat, run up on me a suicide thing
Fresh-fresh, like seh a Louis sign him
Shirt match the bloodclaat shoes, do the right thing (Brrah)
Watch it mek we speak legacy
Pussy dem a hype fi likkle vehicle and Hennessy, remedy
Charge the matic fi me enemy, wah the code?
Get the bread, watch me energy, gone me gone
[Chorus]
Limelight, limelight
Been there, done that, just want fi get me mind right
Yeah, me drive that
Wreck that, spend that, make that bloodclaat back
Limelight, limelight
Been there, done that, pull up pon end a bare gunshot
Yeah, me drive that
Wreck that, spend that, make that bloodclaat back, a just the limelight
Written by: Atto Wallace, Javaun Fearon, Mario Hemmings