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Intro Video (MV)




Performed By: Black Light
Language: English
Length: 1:20
Written by: REGINALD DEVORE JR, TIM OCHSENREITHER




Black Light - Intro Lyrics
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I'm looking at life, it just can't be right
Sleep with the heater cause it's cold at night
Boy been sick, god why I ain't signed
You move too quick, just wasn't my time
Nowadays homie get money on sight all night
Get hype, no sleep, catch fight next night Repeat what weed ignite
How the fans throw their hands like a heavyweight fight
Going 300, I step on the game foot it in your chest so you not entertained
That's how you act when you doing your thing Paid up for hustle, still looking for change
Love suckers, take that shit straight out the vein ain't slow down my hustle so I won't complain
Hate how I'm rolling, man stay in your lane Just know that I'm blowing you mad cause you lame
I'm looking in the rear view mirror 2020 gotta see a little clearer
The only thing that's smoked up Is the Mary Jane that I toke up yep can't hear us
Too high, yeah I'm gone off the trees Oh my god, I'm in the nosebleed
Catch me in the VIP Take notes while I do my thing
Big boy, I on my own King shit, been on my throne
If it ain't money on my phone Please don't call, just leave me alone
Motor humming, going full throttle Told me to get it but I already got em
I'm a shooting star, let the hype just follow On a Yamaha with the nitrous in the bottle
Gone
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I'm looking at life, it just can't be right
Sleep with the heater cause it's cold at night
Boy been sick, god why I ain't signed
You move too quick, just wasn't my time
Nowadays homie get money on sight all night
Get hype, no sleep, catch fight next night Repeat what weed ignite
How the fans throw their hands like a heavyweight fight
Going 300, I step on the game foot it in your chest so you not entertained
That's how you act when you doing your thing Paid up for hustle, still looking for change
Love suckers, take that shit straight out the vein ain't slow down my hustle so I won't complain
Hate how I'm rolling, man stay in your lane Just know that I'm blowing you mad cause you lame
I'm looking in the rear view mirror 2020 gotta see a little clearer
The only thing that's smoked up Is the Mary Jane that I toke up yep can't hear us
Too high, yeah I'm gone off the trees Oh my god, I'm in the nosebleed
Catch me in the VIP Take notes while I do my thing
Big boy, I on my own King shit, been on my throne
If it ain't money on my phone Please don't call, just leave me alone
Motor humming, going full throttle Told me to get it but I already got em
I'm a shooting star, let the hype just follow On a Yamaha with the nitrous in the bottle
Gone
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Writer: REGINALD DEVORE JR, TIM OCHSENREITHER
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