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Street Lights Video (MV)




Performed By: Dorien
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Shemar Cousins, Warrick Dawsey




Dorien - Street Lights Lyrics




If the streets light on and your feet not home, lil' nigga, throw the clip in and pray
In the south, it get dirty, niggas kill you for a dollar
Mind your business, keep position and you straight
If you know that you ain't cut, then stay yo ass up on the porch
Cause lil' nigga you can get clapped with a stray
Never look for beef, keep it veggie bout your green
Cause you never know if you might die today

Paranoia, it pays
Only a fool would go looking for static
Niggas got flags around they car antennas
So watch out for that, to their chrome, you a magnet
You ain't down for dirt, you could sleep with the maggots
Won't even make channel 9, nigga, it's tragic
Disappear just like the diamonds on Trill Sammy, 6 said it Oh my God! It must be magic
Gotta know your knowledge, nigga gotta know somebody
Can't just be popping up into any hood
OV outside, 14 outside, Silver Star, Richmond Heights, it ain't sug
In the night, we get armored, keep some metal on our body
You can try me, wouldn't drop me if you could
And if you shoot at a nigga and bullet fly fast, then you f*cked
Hope your will written good
See a OG can teach you the art of finesse
Karo the drop some soap, make a stretch
Go to them white folks that wanna be street
Sell 'em vitamins saying they copping some X
Never show your bitch off to your homie
Matter fact don't even a cuff on one
These bitches turn to treeshes for a check
In Florida, we bipolar, if your dawg is in a war
Then by law, when it's popping off, then you better be a vet
If it's nothing you stand for, hollows leave you crawling
Bystanders inside, cause they got no involvement
They smelling the smoke from the barrel outside
From dissolving of hollows, post-argue evolving
Even the grandmas that be in the churches
Be down to bang out, leaving peeps in them hearses
Right after you pray, you get preyed on, it certain
Seen funeral service even for suburbans

If the streets light on and your feet not home, lil' nigga, throw the clip in and pray
In the south, it get dirty, niggas kill you for a dollar
Mind your business, keep position and you straight
If you know that you ain't cut, then stay yo ass up on the porch
Cause lil' nigga you can get clapped with a stray
Never look for beef, keep it veggie bout your green
Cause you never know if you might die today
If the streets light on and your feet not home, lil' nigga, throw the clip in and pray
In the south, it get dirty, niggas kill you for a dollar
Mind your business, keep position and you straight
If you know that you ain't cut, then stay yo ass up on the porch
Cause lil' nigga you can get clapped with a stray
Never look for beef, keep it veggie bout your green
Cause you never know if you might die today
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English

If the streets light on and your feet not home, lil' nigga, throw the clip in and pray
In the south, it get dirty, niggas kill you for a dollar
Mind your business, keep position and you straight
If you know that you ain't cut, then stay yo ass up on the porch
Cause lil' nigga you can get clapped with a stray
Never look for beef, keep it veggie bout your green
Cause you never know if you might die today

Paranoia, it pays
Only a fool would go looking for static
Niggas got flags around they car antennas
So watch out for that, to their chrome, you a magnet
You ain't down for dirt, you could sleep with the maggots
Won't even make channel 9, nigga, it's tragic
Disappear just like the diamonds on Trill Sammy, 6 said it Oh my God! It must be magic
Gotta know your knowledge, nigga gotta know somebody
Can't just be popping up into any hood
OV outside, 14 outside, Silver Star, Richmond Heights, it ain't sug
In the night, we get armored, keep some metal on our body
You can try me, wouldn't drop me if you could
And if you shoot at a nigga and bullet fly fast, then you f*cked
Hope your will written good
See a OG can teach you the art of finesse
Karo the drop some soap, make a stretch
Go to them white folks that wanna be street
Sell 'em vitamins saying they copping some X
Never show your bitch off to your homie
Matter fact don't even a cuff on one
These bitches turn to treeshes for a check
In Florida, we bipolar, if your dawg is in a war
Then by law, when it's popping off, then you better be a vet
If it's nothing you stand for, hollows leave you crawling
Bystanders inside, cause they got no involvement
They smelling the smoke from the barrel outside
From dissolving of hollows, post-argue evolving
Even the grandmas that be in the churches
Be down to bang out, leaving peeps in them hearses
Right after you pray, you get preyed on, it certain
Seen funeral service even for suburbans

If the streets light on and your feet not home, lil' nigga, throw the clip in and pray
In the south, it get dirty, niggas kill you for a dollar
Mind your business, keep position and you straight
If you know that you ain't cut, then stay yo ass up on the porch
Cause lil' nigga you can get clapped with a stray
Never look for beef, keep it veggie bout your green
Cause you never know if you might die today
If the streets light on and your feet not home, lil' nigga, throw the clip in and pray
In the south, it get dirty, niggas kill you for a dollar
Mind your business, keep position and you straight
If you know that you ain't cut, then stay yo ass up on the porch
Cause lil' nigga you can get clapped with a stray
Never look for beef, keep it veggie bout your green
Cause you never know if you might die today
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Writer: Shemar Cousins, Warrick Dawsey
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