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Lights Low
Hip-Hop/Rap
Lights Low was released on October 16, 2020 by The Social Contract Music, LLC as a part of the album Human Error
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Release DateOctober 16, 2020
LabelThe Social Contract Music, LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM99

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Melton
Robert Melton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
One Dollar Beats
One Dollar Beats
Producer
mixedbyode
mixedbyode
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Hop on the stage
Get a bag
For a night
Pretty young thing
Probably smash her on sight
A Gemini
Why you ask for my sign
I walk the walk
And I hope she gon ride
Lately, I got so much shit on mind
Depression, aggression
Anxiety, pressure
I'm trying sobriety
Nothing inside of me
That's why
I been fighting it silently
How did I become my own nemesis
Concept of livin in doubt
Is so primitve
Internet cannot tell me
What my image is
At the time
I just felt so damn limited
About time that I break out the mold
Give em something they ain't got before
Devil mad when he ain't got control
So I'm hopin that I never go under
No wonder
All of this shit
Keep on happening
Ain't always easy
When you do this rappin shit
My daddy was movin them packages
With the ratchets and the gats and shit
I feel like AJ Soprano
But hand me an AK, I'm Rambo
She gave me head,
That ain't shampoo
Sorry, I'm starting to ramble
Oh
Every now and then
I just need to be on my own
I just seem to feel a little bit better
When there's no unknowns
Keep the energy,
That's how I'm always in my zone
I will never ever run away
(When the lights get) low
(When the lights get) low
(When the lights get) low
(When the lights get) low, low
(When the lights get) low
(When the lights get) low
(When the lights get) low
(When the lights get) low, low
I had so many dreams
Of moving with a fleet
Really deep
Inside of my pretty jeep
So high I can barely see
Myself in the industry
I fought, but not missing teeth
Don't say it's not meant to be
I don't understand gibberish
Always working, I'm rigorous
Almost thought about givin up
Damn, that shit was ridiculous
How I stop
When I know that I'm hot
As most of the populous
I was just at my lowest
And now I'm saving Metropolis
I'm tired of them
Tellin me that I can't be a hero
I could put Jonny in debt
And then I'm robbin deniro
I'mma need all of the checks
In yins and dollars and euros
The sponsorships and endorsements
In all the latest apparel
I know it's super superficial
But I'm not new to this you
Know that I'm the realest
Motherfucka to the gristle
Lotta Hennessey, we drink it down
Like it's a Redbull
Now that shorty droppin to her knees
Like it's a ritual
Gotta keep a pistol
Just in case
Cause I won't call the police
To regulate
They too busy
Raidin all the homes in section 8
Let alone that them **** never can relate
I'm okay with
Doing everything I can for my squad
If it ever get foul
I'mma stand on the line
Ball on both coasts
Like my name was LeBron
Ball on both coasts
Like my name was LeBron
Oh
Every now and then
I just need to be on my own
I just seem to feel a little bit better
When there's no unknowns
Keep the energy,
That's how I'm always in my zone
I will never ever run away
(When the lights get) low
(When the lights get) low
(When the lights get) low
(When the lights get) low, low
(When the lights get) low
(When the lights get) low
(When the lights get) low
(When the lights get) low, low
Written by: Robert Melton
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