Street Lights - Berner, Cozmo

Sometimes the road get vicious on the road to riches

Fake cats will sell their soul for these hoes and bitches

We life the, mafia life, exposin' snitches

Have a bitch get you hit and then blow you kisses

When the street lights come on that’s when the guns come out

And you know who’s really real, when them funds run out

When the street lights come on that’s when the block get hot

I got a call from the city, said a cop got shot

They say, time is money, so I copped that watch

Been stashin' dough, in my shoe box since Pac got shot

Now, I’m havin' money like Bill Gates, it feel fake

Wake up, blow a couple hundred and I’m still straight

Feel like I’m dreamin', but reality is

Half these dudes wouldn’t believe what my salary is

They say my name out in Houston when they movin' them units

'Cause they know who was the truest to do this

Rip Niice, a real legend who influenced my music

A couple years passed they still tryna copy the movement

Still remember them late nights in the A, up in mansion

Hoes dancin', packs movin', we bringin' bands in

Couple stripper hoes, countin' money, sniffin' blow

Ready to die about mine, I’m on that Biggie flow

Tropical islands, private chefs, we eat right

Ridin' dirty

Under the streetlights

We cop dope at a cheap price

And live a life you won’t see twice

Underground legends in the street life

Rollie shinin' on the wrist, we tryna eat right

That’s what it be like, under the street lights

We cop dope at a cheap price

We cop dope at a cheap price

And live a life you won’t see twice

Underground legends in the street life

Rollie shinin' on the wrist, we tryna eat right

That’s what it be like, under the street lights

A hundred-pack in the back of the whip, watchin' Paid in Full

At the crib got me back on my shit

I turned nothin' into somethin', yeah, I mastered the gift

Laid the blueprint, how to cop, package and ship

Got the rollie in the cut now, wrist all bust down

Cookies worth millions, dope comin' by the truck now

Followed my dreams when they told me it was impossible

A job was illogical, being broke wasn’t optional

Lookin' at life from my rear view, tree blowin'

Voices in my head sayin' stop, but I keep going

There’s money on me whatever it is I double that

Keep some shooters with me

Then circle round and double back

Crazy to think I lost homies over a couple stacks

It wasn’t meant to be it just show you where the love was at

I was gettin' money in the trap, where the plug was at

Anythin' touchin' out of state I was pluggin' that

Weed strain kingpin, flow like coke too

Money comin' in, gotta watch those I’m close to

Under the streetlights they’ll kill you for a gram or less

They say the secret to life is how you handle death

Cuban cigars, smoke blowin' out the sunroof

All this money on me, got me feelin' like I’m gunproof

Let one off, then reload

The streets know, you won’t last long if you ain’t livin' by the street code

We cop dope at a cheap price

And live a life you won’t see twice

Underground legends in the street life

Rollie shinin' on the wrist, we tryna eat right

That’s what it be like, under the street lights

We cop dope at a cheap price

We cop dope at a cheap price

And live a life you won’t see twice

Underground legends in the street life

Rollie shinin' on the wrist, we tryna eat right

That’s what it be like, under the street lights