Big K.R.I.T., Smoke DZA, theMIND, DOM KENNEDY, Pete Rock - Dusk 2 Dusk lyrics

Yeah, DZA right
Light one, and after that light another one

Know it's nice out, when the bikes out
80 dollar bets, so bring the dice out
Feds snatched Black, he be right out
Jerk salmon and mac and
Cheese from Lighthouse
You niggas do what you're told
I do me 'cuz I'm bold
I maneuver in Ubers, Keep a Lincoln on hold
OG by the O, shit my mans and 'dem grow
On the low he blend in think he regular joe
He the plug
Pump so much bass I need another sub
Ask to many questions he might be the fuzz
No love trying to play me
Hold a grudge like a new born baby, beloved
Imma be here nigga so hate it or love it
Always pulla couple strings
Hide behind the web that's a sucka thing
Reality strike and it was just a dream
Dusk 2 dusk

Street lights and strawberry skies
Dirt on my hands, sun in my eyes
I wake up from a day dream singing lullabies
Am I the black sheep or the
Star on the moonless night
Cast me out or wish upon me
I just pray the sun will make
It right in the morning

This sound like Champagne and Henny
Last train to Paris every day's a day off
Working wheels like a Ferris
Bueller, cooler than a fan
In the church house, i
Couldn't sweat that bullshit
They pressing up (smoking)
Even if I worked out
So now it's steak and shrimp on my meal plan
And I'm talking foreign cars
A nigga wheels slam on unexpected haters
It's about that cheese you got
When they grate you
Cause niggas get shredded everyday tryna
Make it to the majors
I'm just on my own two
Multi till my bone blue
I'm worldwide with this movement like where
Your flight done flown you?
Passport stamped up, Dutch got me amped up
Could feel it's a sure shot like
Kevin Durant with a camera
And that's word to
Got the key to my city in a
Week and think I'ma buy a float
And parade up and down that shit but
Those the things I do the most
But that's just how shit go
Everybody ain't gon' love you for
Your trinkets and trunk hose
'cause it's dusk to dusk

Street lights and strawberry skies
Dirt on my hands, sun in my eyes
I wake up from a day dream singing lullabies
Am I the black sheep or the
Star on the moonless night
Cast me out or wish upon me
I just pray the sun will make
It right in the morning

I'm like ya can't be serious
Only time I get no pussy she on her period
Oh keep it real you wanna be like me
Shopping spree for my dad
Might get a bulldog a lab
Four whips in the driveway
Let's see what I'ma have
I want the chicken sauce and the ribs please
In the breeze d-O-M-IN-IC, that's me
Buy her ass some sandals and
She sucks dick for free
It's a shame how girls do
Anything for a look
It's a shame how rappers do
Anythings for the glow
Talk about places we lived a long time ago
But it's in me for life and
If you feel my light
You get to send me on site but you broke
So I just continue my dreams
And keep shopping those BMs
I feel 56 thousand people's screams
They got blood boiling like I'm a fiend
She got tight as a keyhole
And I'm always erect
The Westside of LA, man the party the best
So from Christmas to Christmas Eve
I'm lighting up all my trees
Killing all my songs
Got money in all my jeans
Girls on all my screens
Relationships over flings
Barbecue wings, ballin' within my means
And everybody's down to sacrifice
For the team peace, happiness and a lil red
And green and that's it

Street lights and strawberry skies
Dirt on my hands, sun in my eyes
I wake up from a day dream singing lullabies
Am I the black sheep or the
Star on the moonless night
Cast me out or wish upon me
I just pray the sun will make
It right in the morning