Neek Bucks, CeeLo Green - SON LIGHT lyrics

Hitmaka oh
Yeah, woah, yeah (Ah, yeah)

Feels so crazy
I gotta walk outside my house and hope
And pray that they don't shoot me
Off the color of our skin
You should salute me (Salute me)
Black for me Black, man
'cause ain't nobody else gon' do it like you
(Ah) this shit go both ways, you my brother
I gotta do it for you
And I ain't gon' sit around and
Act like I'm some activist
But boy, I seen some savage shit
That's why I went the path I went
You ever seen a nigga turn two-fifty
To a half a brick?
Risk it just to feed his family, damn
I can't go back again
I'm in Cali in a foreign, right on Sunset
Bro rushin', tryna get us off Rodeo
But we ain't done yet come from nothin'
So much talent where we come from
But we can't nеver get it togethеr
(Ah, yeah) it's gettin' tirin', just a
Product of my environment, yeah

Tryna choose between one or the other
Will it be my gun or my brother?
The streets takes sons from the mothers
Ain't nowhere to run from the struggle
Wish I could put the word in the song
Hadn't planned on livin' this long
But the son light's still on

Yeah, woah, yeah peekin' out my window
My heart cold and it's filled with indo
Sometimes, I wonder where my friends go
And they was tryna tell me
"Leave the streets" like it was simple
I was tryin' but I kept on goin' under
Felt like limbo
I thought the money'd make everything better
But it didn't
God forgive us, when it's time to sentence
They DA said we menaced
We got sloppy with this shit
We done did everything but keep
Them out our business
I know exactly what I'm riskin'
But I'm ridin' with my niggas
I can't believe we came this far
I got Rollies on my arm
Bad bitch look like Nia Long
And in her eyes, i do no wrong
Yeah, I remember nights before I left
I put my 40 on
I know I'm still your baby boy, but sorry ma
I'm bein' strong in the middle of this shit
Where ain't no love at
So if I take the time to give you love
Then give my love back
Just I know did this for the family
I know this shit gon' win a GRAMMY
Fuck them if they never understand me, yeah

Tryna choose between one or the other
Will it be my gun or my brother?
The streets takes sons from the mothers
Ain't nowhere to run from the struggle
Wish I could put the word in the song
Hadn't planned on livin' this long
But the son light's still on
Tryna choose between one or the other
Will it be my gun or my brother?
The streets takes sons from the mothers
Ain't nowhere to run from the struggle
Wish I could put the word in the song
Hadn't planned on livin' this long
But the son light's still on