J.R. - Lime Lights lyrics

[INTRO]: Yea , Tree City What It Do? This sh** might vbe too real for the untrained ear, but fu*k EM THOUGH! VERSE 1: You might see me comin' down Franklin wit a bad b**h South Side Park with my n***a burnin' mad spliffs All downtown n***as seen me in the trafic Now they tryna scrap kuz they hung up on that past sh** Hung up on my past b**h, phone off dont think about that wack sh** Show me where the money at im asking where the cash is? She don't download my new songs give me attitude b**hes be so Muthaf**in' fake i can't stand it All up in my inbox b**hes don't go to shows n***as wanna do songs but they ain't givin no dough Act like a lil f*ggot subliminal when they post But know he ain't want to see me that's why he doing the most It's been a long time comin' with this Sac-Town sh** I never back down ready to lay the smackdown quick They gone keep talkin' and gone make me get a BLACKOW b**h On on yo block now b**h who wanna talk out now? Chorus: Down i-5 south switch over to 99 When i lean all the freeway lights make me feel blind Cruisin low and smoking dro just trying to survive the times Last Sacramento king but i'm living in my prime They say long live the king back when i was on my grind Who said i ever came off dick riders saying i died My pops work at Kaiser so you know that i'm gone thrive Down i-5 The city lights make me blind Verse 2: Steady ridin' lonesome down the boulevard of Folsom n***as be extra actin' like a muthaf**in Olsen Me i'm about this paper so i'm laid back posted Standin' in my section on that money i be focused When it rains it's pourin' Stockton Boulevard Hoeing I knew her she went to Florin said a 9 to 5 was boring She take some extra money out they wallets while they snoring How in the f** she figure wasn't nobody Finna notice He caught her on the Mack Block her and her baby stroller In an all black Corolla Rat-a-Tat-Tat with The Fola That's how it always happens when them n***as get to actin on some Sac sh** Fighting over bullsh** shootin' over a wack b**h I'm tryna dodge the fake and keep it ThriLL Candle light vigils all i ever see or here about Gotta be a clearer route to get up out of here I'm sippin methazine until i f**in disappear is it real? Chorus: END