Lax Lights - Ryler Smith, Mikey

Spook

Ain’t sell the art and ain’t sell the fruit

More to share when you splits the loot

Excused

Get off my Johnson

Nigga this ain’t Compton

Y’all style over substance

Jus mediocre content

Uh

Entertainment just ain’t the same B

Ain’t supposed to sign with labels who chargin' more than they pay me

Ain’t really supposed to hang with these peeps who acting all friendly

Behind your back

They pushing those pins in

Man jealousy too tempting

Ain’t supposed to get wrapped up in irrelavance

Momma always said

«Watch out, hingsight’s a sign of intelligence»

Me I think

I’m overthinking it

Signs of fragility

It’s all bout discipline

When a blinking eye moment

Turns to a memory

Uh

Bright city lights

But they lookin' nice

Uh

Hard to fly when they judge your price

Uh

L.A.X.

lights we takin' flight

2020 its a brand new hype

The cheddah chaser

Who busy tracing these yellow pages

Unlike most of you cats

I’m not concerned with wages

Common condition

Call sedition for competition

We conned the mission

To contemplate your whole vision

When Mikey starts forming these drops

Like condensation

Blow it out the speakers

End all argumentations

Combinations of complications in conversations causing confrontion

All constellate give me constipation

Too many assholes like porn compilations

Unlike good sex

Which proves you need cooperation

Benefits

We both shake hands instead of kissin'

She love it when I go down

Call me nasty, I’m with it

Subtle tongue become serpent like

Blood circulates

A certain lovin' not sodomite

Body escalates

The youth is bored of life

Fuck it up or just spend it fucking

Gotta get it ain’t no such thing as

Being lucky

Now get it