Charles Hamilton - Green Lights lyrics

Just think about it Flashing Lights, Men In Black Men In Black, memory gone Alright, whatever, forget about the original Charles Hamilton It's Charles Hamilton (Yea Sounds) Hey Kanye, thanks for the beat man I had to download it, I only buy New York hip-hop on 9/11 CURTIS! [Hook] I've been the same since the day I was born So it won't be long till the day I get on Wouldn't you knoooww! It's my time to gooo! [Verse 1] Feeling like a million bucks Want me to dumb down for you idiots, tough Hotter than a bowl of chili, it's Chuck So just let it burn like Chili and Usher I don't wanna have to really get tough But n***as think they sh** is hot, and really it s**s And I ain't talking crazy, on that 50 Cent stuff But y'all think it's talent, and really is luck Me, I'm blessed God, give me his love Me and him on the same team, it really gets nuts I spit for four days, your b**h go both ways Imma introduce her to my chick, we gon play Not Ray Lavender, it's Charles Hamil-pink My girl got your girlfriend prick, it's OK Look y'all, I don't play football But Imma k** them with the b**hes like Vick and OJ Lights keep flashing Everybody asking, Is he gon make it with the rapping I tell them it's my pa**ion So if it's meant to happen, n***a it will happen, that's it Girls getting on their flashing sh** Thinking they can get me with their a** and tits One happened to be my ex's best friend But me being me, I went ahead and wrecked it I'm reckless, headless, yes accept it But she wanted to be the next to catch sh** Doesn't matter, you told me to get to stepping You hate me too much to come and get your necklace So now I eat scrambled eggs and regret for breakfast I learn from mistakes, here's an extra lesson b**hes ain't sh**, and now that I know I'll be damned if I get caught up for a bottle of mo See a lot of these hoes are just hoes in the dark Put some lights on they a**, expose who they are n***as is scared, you heard me prick You be peeing on yourself like the Fergie b**h Hah, you're nowhere near ill my man Hip-Hop died, who's in the wheel? I am And just for the real I can Roll up with a hot thing like Will.I.Am I dropped out of high school, dropped out of college Dropped into the rap game, how 'bout it? Hit singles, mixtapes, I got it Cla**ic albums, my run is just not stopping Whack beats, weak lyrics, y'all got it I wish y'all would've never met her like Carl Thomas The H.E.R that I speak of is Common's b**h Now I'm beating it, hence my confidence Her name is hip-hop, and we engaged in a lip lock Tighter than a Ziplock, later I will get top Can't be in a relationship But I can have fun with lady friends Stacy, Nicki, Tracy, Recee, Ronda, Tanya, Kaycee, Evee Trini and Michelle, Jenny and Chanelle Nuby, Ruby, Ruthy, Charelle Courtney, Sierra, April, Lina, Colina, Molina, Katrina, Ladrima I'm not a playa cause that really ain't a good look I just love the honesty box on Facebook So don't poke me, I do poke back I do hope that you knew those facts Nothing really left to say Best rapper alive a friend request away, now let's play [Outro] Don't press spacebar, not yet I gotta talk my sh** real quick Hold on, let me drop my notebook, I hope y'all can hear this Hey Kanye, hey don't be mad at me You did that Rich Boy sh** Rich Boy was new, that's f**ed up man How you gon jump on that sh** and make your sh** hotter than Rich Boy's sh**? So don't be mad when I make Flashing Lights hotter than your sh** From Harlem n***a, we on so chess(?) here At least not like the real chess(?) here, na mean? We real n***as over here, uptown stand up, holla at me y'all