Lights Dim Low [Prod. Chris Calor]

[bad word]  [bad word] genegarrett

Hook:

I like my lights dim low/
Smell the kush soon as you walk in through the door/
Get you so high ya feet won't even touch the floor/
Take you to places you aint never been before/
Just so you know, I like my lights dim low/

Verse:

Come talk to me, I'll give you honesty/
With every verse that I birth I give you part of me/
My mind, my soul, my arteries/
My pen, my paint, this is my artistry/
So pardon me if I seem like the [bad word] 
I been through hell and back to get up out that bargain bin/
Wasn't a target when there was lint in my pocket/
Now I'm shooting for the Moon and these niggaz shooting with rockets/
But I don't think much about it, I just stay in my ways/
Cuz worrying bout these niggaz aint getting my bills paid/
I struggled the hard way, I hustled the long way/
I made my money stretch so I could ball all day, aye/

Hook:

I like my lights dim low/
Smell the kush soon as you walk in through the door/
Get you so high ya feet won't even touch the floor/
Take you to places you aint never been before/
Just so you know, I like my lights dim low/

Verse:

Come walk with me, I give you honesty/
With every verse that I birth I give you part of me/
My pain, my passion, my odyssey/
I came, I mastered, got my degree/
High as can be, watching me from a sofa/
Floating away, eyelids keep getting lower/
Leaning back so [bad word] far you [bad word] there falling over/
Analyzing my tats as you fix your composure/
Them niggaz is posers, I do what I'm supposed to/
Come ride with me for free and trade in all them dreams they sold ya/
There's places I could show ya, if you willing to go/
But one thing you gotta know.../

Hook:

I like my lights dim low/
Smell the kush soon as you walk in through the door/
Get you so high ya feet won't even touch the floor/
Take you to places you aint never been before/
Just so you know, I like my lights dim low/