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Light Up (Rikers Remix) (feat. Jay-Z & Lil Wayne)

I've been up for four days

Getting money both ways

Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold spades

Rolexes, chauffeurs and low fades

I keep thinking how young you can die from old age

They always tell me nobody's working as hard as you

And even though I laugh it off, man, it's probably true

Cause while all of my closest friends out partying

I'm just here making all the music that they party to

But party on, party on, all night nigga

I got these new rappers nervous prom night nigga

I've grown tired of these fucking grown man liars

Storytellers, they ain't even need a campfire

Uh, but I just wanna tell the truth

Before one of these haters load a couple shells and shoot

This shit feel like when Fredro Starr was at Sunset Park

Stuntin' hard in his yellow Goose

Yeah, but I'm a ma'fuckin' missed target

But a target nonetheless and I just started

Was that directed at moi? Can't be

They must be talking to themselves hoe, hands free

Yeah, and I'm just filling up this daily planner

Gettin' busy 'cause I'm a star, no spangled banner

Jealous dudes get to talkin' in they music

And I just say I wrote it for your girlfriends, Kelsey Grammar

Yeah, that's what life becomes when you're doing you

Welcome to Hollywood, don't let this town ruin you,

And if you pillow talking with the women that are screwin' you

Just know that she gon' tell another nigga when she through wit' you

Don't get impatient when it takes too long

Drink it all even when it tastes too strong

Yeah, I gotta feel alive, even if it kills me

Promise to always give you me, the real meWho would have thought

I'd be caught in this life?

Let's celebrate with a toast

And get lost in tonight

And make it all light up

(Hey, Guru, tell home girl to go to open that Ace right there),

Wait until the sun goes down

We gon' make this bitch light up

Even when the sun goes down

I'm gon' make this goOw, hoes turn they heads like, owls

I'm the man of the hour

Triple entendre, don't even ask me how

Con Edison flow, I'm connected to a higher power

Bright life'd make your whole city light up

A trillion-watt light bulb, when I'm in the nightclub

I just landed in that G450

Caught the Mayweather fight, 'cause the satellite was crispy

(Uh) Y'all can miss me with that money talk

The smart money's on Hov, fuck what the dummies talk

I don't do too much blogging

I just run the town, I don't do too much joggin'

(Uh) I ain't got a scar yet

'Cause you fuckin' around with me and my dogs is far-fetched

Drake, here is how they gon' come at you

Will silly raps feuds tryin' to distract you

In disguise, in the form of a favor

The Barzini me, watch for the traitors

(Uh) I done seen it all, done it all

That's why none of these dumb-dumb could dun him off

The summer's ours, the winter too

Top down in the winter, that's what winners do

And to these niggas I'm like Windows 7

You let 'em tell it, they swear that they invented you

And since no good deed go unpunished

I'm not as cool with niggas as I once was

I once was, cool as The Fonz was

But these bright lights turned me to a monster

Sorry, mama, I promised it wouldn't change me

But I would've went insane had I remained the same me

Fuck niggas, bitches too

All I got is this money, this'll doWho would have thought

I'd be caught in this life?

Let's celebrate with a toast

And get lost in tonight

And make it all light up

Wait until the sun goes down

We gon' make this bitch light up

Wait until the sun goes down

I'm gon' make this go

Songwriters

Graham, Aubrey / Carter, Shawn / Mcintire, Anthony / Shebib, NoahPublished by

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