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letra de the light - balency

[intro]
i’m sorry, did you say jason?
hey (hey), hey (hey)
hey (hey), hey (hey)
hey (hey), hey (hey)

[chorus]
li-livin’ my life like i got no regrets
f-ck livin’ slow, boy, i live on the edge (yeah, yeah)
[?], b-tches and bread
used to wan’ f-ck, now i leave her on read
had to get demons up out of my head
you wanted to be me, what did you expect?
gucci white tee, boy, i feel like a rex
[?] like your boy got tourettе’s
money on money, yeah, that’s what i gеt
really forgive but i never forget
al-always improve and i [?] success
the beat really carried and i’m just a guest
wake up and realize that i’m really blessed
this sh-t is for me, don’t care if you’re impressed
i’ma keep fighting for being depressed
[verse 1]
stack up my money, i’m tryna reach some new heights
was lookin’ for peace but i had to go [?]
tryna make sure that everyone doin’ alright
i’m on a path, yeah, i’m tryna stick to the light
stack up my money, i’m tryna reach some new heights
was lookin’ for peace but i had to go [?]
tryna make sure that everyone doin’ alright
i’m on a path, yeah, i’m tryna stick to the light (brr)

[refrain]
stick to the light (stick to the light)
stick to the light (stick to the light)
stick to the light (stick to the light)
stick to the light (stick to the light)
stick to the light (stick to the light)
stick to the light (brr)
stick to the light (stick to the light)

[verse 2]
i’m really just doin’ my thing
i got these diamonds on me
yeah, i just ball with the team
yeah, you were [?]
money be tall as yao ming
finna take flight, i got wings
i see a ball and i swing
wake up, my money a ring
i’m really just fit for a king
wake up my money (wake up my money)
wake up my money (wake up my money)
wake up my money (wake up my money)
yeah, we got it right
why it so hard? yeah
just stick to the light
i’m tryna do right
i cannot decide
my money got high
tryna stick to the light
[chorus]
li-livin’ my life like i got no regrets
f-ck livin’ slow, boy, i live on the edge (yeah, yeah)
[?], b-tches and bread
used to wan’ f-ck, now i leave her on read
had to get demons up out of my head
you wanted to be me, what did you expect?
gucci white tee, boy, i feel like a rex
[?] like your boy got tourette’s
money on money, yeah, that’s what i get
really forgive but i never forget
al-always improve and i [?] success
the beat really carried and i’m just a guest
wake up and realize that i’m really blessed
this sh-t is for me, don’t care if you’re impressed
i’ma keep fighting for being depressed

- balency

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