Ima - Light Up (remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: I.M.A] I've waited 17 years to make myself a name I've sacrificed a lot just so I can play the game I'm not a stereotype, I've never pushed keys I was more about opening doors like the ‘Wrath Of Caine' Pissed off at the industry I'm stuck on my Pusha T I'm doing this sh** solo like my ‘Name Is My Name' I've been home every day working on my tracks I put in hard work just for a little bit of love back To the people tryna make me jealous telling me what I missed Just know in 5 years time you're gonna be begging to be on the list There's no going wrong with the amount of effort I put in So lets go live it up with all the money that I win Today's not about me its about us so Lets celebrate We all start at the bottom so we can only elevate Stress brings clouds, haters bring rain From this point forward, we're only gonna be seeing better days With better days come better ways And with better ways come better traits And with better traits come with better taste And with better taste comes better plates And with better plates comes better pay And we're all playing the best these days So f** predictions.. We don't have to place bets today We're rapping more We're rapping quick We're rapping longer And we're rapping sick We're rapping stronger We're rapping hits And I'm playing rapping tricks They can s** my rapping dick And they can rap my s**ing dick They dig my f**ing rap Cus my flow is so f**ing quick [Hook] Who would've thought I'd be caught in this life? Let's celebrate with a toast and get lost in tonight and make it all light up Wait until the sun goes down, we gon' make this b**h light up Even when the sun goes down I'm a make it go [Verse 2: Drake] I've been up for four days, getting money both ways Dirty and clean, I could use a gla** of cold Spades Rolexes, chauffers and low fades I keep thinking how young can you die from old age? They always tell me nobody's working as hard as you And even though I laugh it off man, it's probably true Cause while all of my closest friends out partying I'm just here making all the music that they party to But party on, party on all night, n***a I got these new rappers nervous: prom night n***a I grow tired of these f**ing grown man liars Storytellers, they ain't even need a campfire But I just want to tell the truth Before one of these haters load a couple shells and shoot The sh** feel like when Fredro Starr Was in Sunset Park stunting hard in his yellow goose And I'm a motherf**ing missed target But a target none the less and I just started Was that directed at moi? Can't be They must be talking to themselves Hov, hands free And I'm just filling up this daily planner Getting busy cause I'm a star, no spangled banner Jealous dudes get to talking in they music And I just say I wrote it for your girlfriends, Kelsey Grammer That's what life becomes when you're doing you Welcome to Hollywood, don't let this town ruin you And if you pillow talking with the women that are screwing you Just know that she gonna tell another n***a when she through with you Don't get impatient when it takes too long Drink it all, even when it tastes too strong I got to feel alive, even if it k**s me Promise to always give you me, the real me [Verse 3: I.M.A] I would promise to always be myself Except the only problem to me is myself I've tried to open up on tracks and speak honestly But you can see from the outcome that it doesn't go well It makes sense to me why so many rappers are fake No wonder why the game is also known as hell It makes me sympathise with Eve when trusting all the snakes They treat you like kings when they see the first sign of wealth They'll egg you on and give you flours just to put in their cake Cake ca ca cake cake “I.M.A lets make a pound cake” “By the way I love your sound” cake Behind my back “f** your sound” cake Secretly “f** the music I just want pounds” cake It's amazing how systematic this sh** goes I never get the ball even when I'm on my toes The best advice I ever got on how to survive Was don't rap about sh** that you don't know There are people waiting to jump, internet trolls And given your situation, success is what you can't show I know ‘Drizzy' does it, ‘Dre', ‘Ye', ‘Nas' and ‘Hov' ‘Rosé', ‘Bronson', ‘Mavado', ‘Vybz Kartel', ‘J Cole' But they're different to you I.M.A, that's not how it flows You should do it your own way, Frank Sinatra on my solo So much white you might think your Holy Christ is near Most hated, when I'm around a crisis might just appear Anything is possible so I can't live in fear If I lose the fight I put up just make sure I go out sincere