Mark Battles - Lighters Up Lawless lyrics

[Intro] It's Fly America Yeah, Yeah [Hook: Myah Evans] This is for the ones who felt [?] This is for the ones who need [?] This is for the ones who [?] This is for everyone who wants who [?] burn it up and change it And live with no regrets So put your lighters up (oh, oh) Put your lighters up (oh, oh) (x5) [Verse 1: Mark Battles] One time for my homies that ain't here no more But we know you lookin' down so I love you for it And I'm focused all the time, I'm tryna open doors Life is hard for everybody it ain't only yours So you gotta get it while you can You really changed my life, yo I swear I love my fans Like, two years ago I was living in a van Now it's tour dates in France Man, we really got a chance [Hook: Myah Evans] [Verse 2: Mark Battles] Rest in peace to Carl, that's my lil bro I made a promise we gon' get it, though livin' on all the minimals In it to see the pinnacle, finish before the intervals I left the world without a blemish but in critical I ain't in the back but I'm close to the ending row Lyrical since the umbilical, got me k**in' em My God, I know it's our time gotta be real wit' em Throw them 3s Fly America you gotta deal wit' em We ain't stopping no time soon Headed for the stars about to go to the moon Always dwelling on the past, don't re-open the wounds Because only God can judge, ain't got nothing to prove [Hook: Myah Evans] -Beat changes- "Play this record as frequently as possible." [Verse 3: Mark Battles] I'm not a fan of the gossip Grew up in a land full of goblins Don't stand for no nonsense Demand a deposit The plan is the profit Will you lend a hand to man and his problems? Get 'em, yo I got 'em Gunnin' cause we coming from the bottom I just keep it real while these n***as playing possum Rest in peace to Carl, '06 is when we lost him Momma had us cautious Raised like some bosses J's and a walkman A slave to the losses Behave like it's Auschwitz Catch me in the office No Yes Men around, I'm already feeling awesome I'm in the lead when they sprinting and I'm jogging Welcome to the lawless, home is what I call it Milk is $4.50 so it's water in them Frosted Flakes, wasn't great, don't mistake me for a darling I'm a man, I ain't even saying I'm the hardest Coming for it all so I'ma have to beg your pardon It's Marcus, n***a (laughs) My name ain't even Marcus I just said it cause it rhymed Battles [Outro] Uh 3s up Ye-yeah (x2) It's Fly America (x2) Fly high or get flown over, n***a you already know what's up