Styles P

Styles P - Like That lyrics

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Zone like the twilight, 8 millie bit niggas live a high life

All of my niggas fly right

What you know about staring at the sky light

While you looking at the skyline

Mad high, you probably reading the hard times

The room dark up my mind shine

The room dark up my mind shine

Something like a cat, yeah you better kill me 9 times

I smoke loud but I’m on the hush

The weed ain’t coke but I get a rush

Never gonn give it up, only gonn live it up

You ain’t gotta touch me, you can feel the pain feeling

You can close your eyes, still see the pain

Every couple of minutes I’m lighting up the weed again

Breathing in, breathing out, going through some bullshit

Weeded out, sitting on the couch, mad out with my nina out

Right path, wrong shoes a pawn can kill a king

But a king can kill a pawn too

Peay to god that you do what you born to

No NBA shit, no 3, take the long 2

Try to figure what you belong too

A lot of niggas rhyme, me I smoke and make songs fool

I’m in the zone that you never saw

Damn to you over everything, well what you getting cedar for?

Fuck boy griming shit is what you get deathed for

Talking to the pigs is what you get beheaded for

[Hook] x2

Up in the spot, niggas is high like that

Out on the street, niggas will ride like that

Anybody could die, it’s live like that

Hustle for stacks, niggas survive like that

Smoke to em dousing, weed keep you warm cause you frozen

What if the chosen one wasn’t chosen

If everything was golden like silence,

You wouldn’t talk shit, and we wouldn’t have violence

Salute to the stylish, styles and I’m styling

Always on the move like the meter the clock mileage

High like a pilot, deadly like a virus,

Talking g shit, I’ma look you in the iris

You was smoking on that loud pack, everything is quiet though

Staring at the skyline, shit is looking brighter though

Caught up in my web, but you ain’t seen the spider though

I ain’t got a silencer, pillow or an Idaho, what nigga?

[Hook] x2

Up in the spot, niggas is high like that

Out on the street, niggas will ride like that

Anybody could die, it’s live like that

Hustle for stacks, niggas survive like that

Zone like the twilight, 8 millie bit niggas live a high life

All of my niggas fly right

What you know about staring at the sky light.

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