Lyriciss - Bright Nights lyrics

[Verse 1] Momma always said I was destined to be a star But daddy ain't support me when I started spittin' bars So, I kept my journals constantly hidden in secret 'Cuz all the stress given, my writtens helped me release it Peep it, now my reality tops the dreaming But everything isn't what it be seeming Yeah, I do shows on the weekly with a loving crowd screaming But my money's like a chick who ain't cumming, I ain't creaming Believe it, I ain't love hip-hop, I'd leave it All the imitation beefing got me feeling vegan All the dissing and sneaking, the conflict without a reason Just happens to hurt the music and the art that I believe in Wale kicked the door to try to let the DMV in But even with that done, you can see the drama he's in Maybe my vision's blurry, I don't see what you seeing But DC, we're steadily sinking off in the deep end [Hook] I try to keep hope, in between the lies The dream is getting close, how do I keep my eyes From going completely blind when I'm running to the light My vision's never clear, I just hope I get it right I try to keep hope, in between the lies The dream is getting close, how do I keep my eyes From going completely blind when I'm running to the light My vision's never clear, I just hope I get it right Dark days, bright nights... [Verse 2] Aye look, they said I'd never make it, so I made it instead Of taking hateful information, inspiration was bred Born poor, so the dream was for making that bread But they're trying to drown my reach like my ankles was lead I'm at the front of the bus, training in staying ahead 'Cuz the opposite had Rosa Parks shaking her head So I waded on the water, made a daughter and a plan And executed the steps, the young boy became a man Here I am, no stereotypical genes in me Just the star that my momma way back had seen in me But focusing on your grind makes you receive envy When they ain't got a clue of your struggles, how you maneuver your hustles But if you got it and they can't get it? Then when you show them what you're working for, they ain't with it I keep my city on my fitted, but they treat me like a stranger And Gucci like a native, here's the home of the haters, DC... [Hook]