Lyrics to Ight
Ay
Ay
Ay, niggas getting shot every day, you′ll be 'ight
My gold chain is swinging and my t-shirt is white
When my amigos up in pipe, you try to play and lose your life
Everything I ever did was for the gang, I earned my stripes
Trap nigga, I pull the trophy out the mud, I′m legendary
I'm lacing up my cleats and hitting the field if it's necessary
The toughest gangster niggas end up in a cemetery
Ay, I seen niggas go from being rich to broke and smoking crack
I done lost it all a couple times, but I′m always bouncing back
A hundred thousand on me, how you walk around with that?
Cock my gun, got some attached, I keep it on me and never lack
Ay, ay, I thrive in the trenches (okay), I slide with extensions (okay)
My ride is expensive (okay)
Say I don′t throw my 3's up
I′m fucking a bitch with all my chains out (my chains out)
Before I live my life with having nothing, I blow my brains out (blow my brains out)
I heard nigga criticizing, I did it better, we took the same route
Young nigga got a Glock with a 30 clip, he let it hang out
Ay, that's what it sounded like when all the shots flying
I′m in the hood riding around with something that is not mine
I'm swerving past the police, dodging red lights and stop signs
Ay, niggas getting shot every day, you′ll be 'ight
My gold chain is swinging and my t-shirt is white
When my amigos up in pipe, you try to play and lose your life
Everything I ever did was for the gang, I earned my stripes
Trap nigga, I pull the trophy out the mud, I'm legendary
I′m lacing up my cleats and hitting the field if it′s necessary
The toughest gangster niggas end up in a cemetery
Ay
Ay, niggas getting shot every day, you′ll be 'ight
My gold chain is swinging and my t-shirt is white
When my amigos up in pipe, you try to play and lose your life
Everything I ever did was for the gang, I earned my stripes
Trap nigga, I pull the trophy out the mud, I′m legendary
I'm lacing up my cleats and hitting the field if it's necessary
The toughest gangster niggas end up in a cemetery
Ay, I seen niggas go from being rich to broke and smoking crack
I done lost it all a couple times, but I′m always bouncing back
A hundred thousand on me, how you walk around with that?
Cock my gun, got some attached, I keep it on me and never lack
Ay, ay, I thrive in the trenches (okay), I slide with extensions (okay)
My ride is expensive (okay)
Say I don′t throw my 3's up
I′m fucking a bitch with all my chains out (my chains out)
Before I live my life with having nothing, I blow my brains out (blow my brains out)
I heard nigga criticizing, I did it better, we took the same route
Young nigga got a Glock with a 30 clip, he let it hang out
Ay, that's what it sounded like when all the shots flying
I′m in the hood riding around with something that is not mine
I'm swerving past the police, dodging red lights and stop signs
Ay, niggas getting shot every day, you′ll be 'ight
My gold chain is swinging and my t-shirt is white
When my amigos up in pipe, you try to play and lose your life
Everything I ever did was for the gang, I earned my stripes
Trap nigga, I pull the trophy out the mud, I'm legendary
I′m lacing up my cleats and hitting the field if it′s necessary
The toughest gangster niggas end up in a cemetery
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