Street Lights - Raz Simone

The night brings in, there’s something about these lights

That call

I find warmth in the one who truly understands my plight

Pyrex bubblin', nostalgic smells, in a trap in Belltown, we rock the bells

I taught her how to chop the rocks, broke a chunk off of the block

Put it on a plate, and let her fuck up her first amount of cooked cocaine,

and just smile

Then place the remains in a mason jar, then cook that purer, taught her how

Taught her how to seal the stones in plastic bags

The customers don’t prefer the package cracked

It’s safer to swallow whenever the whip crack is cracked over the time some

police run up and trash the trap

I been up in abandoned houses for nights, and I loved it to death 'cause the

money was right

Because I made it a huge part of my life

When we ran out for the third time, I’d go back and

Fuck you after hustlin', fuck you after crime

Come back and love you for hours until they turn off the street lights

Come back and fuck you after hustlin', fuck you after crime

Come back and love you for hours until they turn off the street lights

Lights in my face like I’m backed in a corner, these new customers treat me

like I’m a foreigner

The hustles congruent and easy crossover

From mixin' and whippin' up drugs people put into their system to make 'em feel

lifted

To spittin' and whippin' up love from the wisdom I was given from above,

mixed with the life that I’m livin' and such

Little carpal tunnel in my wrist, calluses on my thumbs, spirit is heavy,

it’s love

Brain stuck, mind jaded, no will for trust, if you ain’t usin' them then they

usin' us

Don’t trust if you don’t know who to trust

She holds me in these colds streets, slips money in my pockets so they don’t see

A lucrative addiction, so they don’t sleep

Fuck you after hustlin', fuck you after crime

Come back and love you for hours until they turn off the street lights

Come back and fuck you after hustlin', fuck you after crime

Come back and love you for hours until they turn off the street lights

The night brings in, there’s something about these lights

That call

I find warmth in the one who truly understands my plight

Fuck you after hustlin', fuck you after crime

Come back and love you for hours until they turn off the street lights

Come back and fuck you after hustlin', fuck you after crime

Come back and love you for hours until they turn off the street lights