Young Chris - Lights Out lyrics

[Intro:] You know the motto Rich n***as ride out Wealthy n***as fly out [ain't no game] You broke a** n***as continue to walk it out [Verse 1:] Started with a pack had to hustle that n***a need to get a new ride Papa neva there he was a rolling stone mama had to work 2 jobs 24/7 tryna dodge police living like a savage out in these streets Homie hit me up said he got a new Jack Now we plotting on the n***a with a new piece Living like Thor tryna get ourself up Young outlaws not giving a f** Running through these streets tryna get us some rolls Tryna get us some hoes tryna get a sitting up Running round wilding thief and strap down Time to get revenge well i'm where they at now Got a few n***as on ma list gotta got to the d**h Ya'll p**y a** n***as gotta know Won't rest till [?] [Chorus:] Spirit of a hustler Some people love you some don't trust you Never folding under pressure always got to keep it fresher Spirit of a hustler Some people love you some don't trust you Never folding under pressure always got to You got to keep it fresher This here is the final countdown Turning your lights out, turning your lights out Turning your lights out [Verse 2:] Pull a few triggers we shooting sh** up Running wid a few n***as that don't give a f** When they pull out them choppers they chopping sh** down When they spray your a** down b**h ain't no getting up Here to get revenge man, here to do it for ma friends man Ain't a whole lot a rapper just some sh** they gotta have And God forgive me for ma sins man On site ya'll b**h a** n***as buckle up I got a snitch then all ma b**h double up When it's real I got a grip full of steel Running down on them field while them n***as hold up n***as gotta die, hope you got insurance Tell em d**h around the corner, hope your vests is on ya They go fold when the pressure get up on ya p**y you go die [Chorus] [Repeat]