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letra de light the way - ta'east

[pre chorus]
yeah
n-gga this that godbody
arm, leg, leg, arm
head, arm, leg, leg
arm, head
that godbody
arm, leg, leg, arm
head, arm, leg, leg
arm, head

[chorus]
i just threw a hail mary
n-gga, i could light the way
mo’ money, no problem
you can tell i’m on a wave
feeling like pac (ah)
pac in his prime
feeling like big (yeah)
big at his best

[verse 1]
i feel like copping a shrine of all my vivid regrets
put my life in the line and put my fears to the back
come kiss the face of a don, i tell her “give it to dad”
bet if i give it my all, believe i’m getting it back
i’m addicted to intercourse, in tuned with my income
foolish about my dreams, turn my wounds into wisdom
ain’t worried bout no credit score
ain’t thinking bout no scantron
fruition in these metaphors, i could flip a pair of dimes
two coins or two wh0r-s, i don’t fit the paradigm
i’m too gorgeous to force this, life is just a marathon
n-ggas cracking g codes, i got the cheat code
custom cloth talk, everything bespoke

[chorus]
hail mary
n-gga, i could light the way
mo’ money, no problem
you can tell i’m on a wave
feeling like pac (ah)
pac in his prime
feeling like big (yeah)
big at his best

[pre chorus]
yeah
n-gga this that godbody
arm, leg, leg, arm
head, arm, leg, leg
arm, head
that godbody
arm, leg, leg, arm
head, arm, leg, leg
arm, head

[verse 2]
i had a story and dream and i coordinate that thing
use to push the ford to la and put 40 on the tank
hustle overshadowed talent, could have swore it was the same
never one to sit stagnant, boy know i wasn’t playing
loco n-gga on the move, local n-ggas want the juice
all my sons get a cup, guess you can say this is my cue (q)
not to mention, got a b-tch up (bishop) on my back, i’m tryna drop those
n-ggas throw shade but i’m catching tans in coronado
sl!ck like a gato, never dipped in potholes
you boys got there block cold, but what the h-ll do i know?
can’t win without no patience
we might bend but not gon break
the homies pull and my chick bad without no make up, when she wake up call her hail mary

[chorus]
n-gga, i could light the way
mo’ money, no problem
you can tell i’m on a wave
feeling like pac (ah)
pac in his prime
feeling like big (yeah)
big at his best

- taeast

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