What's done inside the dark
Come to the light
That's where the moon shine
I been shooting for the stars
That's why I'm still alive
And I know
These niggas want me dead
That ain't gone happen to me
There ain't no rapping w me
I been staying low
I'm out the way
I need a bag
If you ain't talking bout no racks
Please don't hit me on my jack
I ran from home
My bags was pack
I told my momma
I'll be back
Niggas never wanna see you up
They just wanna see a nigga down
So I don't ever show when niggas up
I just let them think nigga down
Back home I did my own shows
How I get it in
Self promote
So if niggas talking shit
Just know I get it in
Up the fire
Starting shooting this shit up
Like a camera man
Make a nigga famous
How many shots
I done shot at him
Paparazzi
Turn it to red carpets
In his momma crib
Y'all can catch me out in traffic
If yall niggas really wanted me
I'm on go
I gotta make sure I got one with me
Cause once you in there ain't no way out
You gotta make sure that you stay down
Don't ever speak on what you don't know about
You gotta keep that to your self
Hustle hard to get your wealth
What's done inside the dark
Come to the light
That's where the moon shine
I been shooting for the stars
That's why I'm still alive
And I know
These niggas want me dead
That ain't gone happen to me
There ain't no rapping w me
I been staying low
I'm out the way
I need a bag
If you ain't talking bout no racks
Please don't hit me on my jack
I ran from home
My bags was pack
I told my momma
I'll be back
Situation made me better
Imma shock the none believers
Shoot my shot like desert eagle
I knock them back some centimeters
I was down I came back up
They didn't have an arm to help
Invested in myself
I had to focus on my health
Why they left from on the side of me
They front like they was proud of me
They tried to take some shots at me
They trying to get it outta me
Said I been thinking bout my baby boy
I let my son gone shadow me
Swear my body break
I put too many miles on it
Swear I never trip on shit
Cause if I got it I spend time
I can't trip I'm not a bitch
If I don't hit don't count my body then
Say you hop in this car
That mean you with it, you riding then
What's done inside the dark
Come to the light
That's where the moon shine
I been shooting for the stars
That's why I'm still alive
And I know
These niggas want me dead
That ain't gone happen to me
There ain't no rapping w me
I been staying low
I'm out the way
I need a bag
If you ain't talking bout no racks
Please don't hit me on my jack
I ran from home
My bags was pack
I told my momma
I'll be back