Light-Years (feat. LowkeyLos) Video (MV)

It's Lowkey and Lil PSVCHO
Gettin' money, smokin' weed and writing music is the cycle
Going hard like game seven for the title
Yeah the flow is heaven sent I needa verse up in the bible
Bitch I'm working been humble, don't need no handouts
I was broke in a struggle, my hope had ran out
But now I'm focused on numbers, I got it planned out
If I get blessed with a money tree I'ma branch out
You getting cut from the picture
If you caught burning bridges then I don't f*ck with that nigga
Always moving in silence I'm something like an enigma
I'm taking off like a pilot, I'm smoking woods, aint no Swishers
Like hold up, let me switch the flow up, you can't break my focus
Why they gassing up my head? I laugh about it, so what
In the clutch I show up, it aint much to show love
Niggas rather see you fail, not tryna see you blow up
Running through these tracks aint talking fitness
I been writing for some time so it's a fact I got ambition
Look, loading up the gat with ammunition
I got homies totin' straps they not exactly what them vision yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, tired of livin' in a black hole
Whoa, whoa, whoa, my lungs got mad tobacco
Whoa, whoa, goin' crazy on the track doe
PSVCHO, came in the game for the queso, whoa
Wake up with a lil peso, blow it all once, everyday go broke
Spit spit spit, that's a Draco, whoa, I don't really wanna live in the pain no mo
You get what you give, that's quid pro quo, only been a few years and the kid so grown
Like whoa, watch me the way that I flow, planning on making my dough, whoa, whoa
This ain't no bakery dough, bakin' that cake and I go, whoa, whoa
Philly, Jersey, on the track, pull up swirvin' in a lac, it's like a 30 when I blast
Feelin' dirty and I'm back, rollin' herb up in a back
Tired of wakin' up, still ain't rich
Every rapper wanna build they pockets, lately I been tryna build a bridge
Still I'm lookin' for a mill to get, feelin' like a suicidal soldier
Takin' shots like I'm militant, put the bottle in the holster, bang
Lemme get it, lemme get it, like whoa, opposition wanna get it like no
I ain't Los but I stay on the low, carpentry when I be layin' these flows
LiL PSVCHO and I'm back in my ways, reminiscing on back in the days
When I was broke and I ain't have anything, and still right now I don't have anythang
Whoa, whoa, whoa, light-years away from that fake shit
Don't you holla when I make a million, you gon' find me chillin' in my spaceship
Whoa, whoa, whoa, life ain't nothin' but the matrix
Life is only what you make it, like I only wanna make it
Whoa, whoa light-years away from these other rappers
Might be lookin' like they move fast, they ain't goin' forward, they just movin' backwards
Whoa, whoa, whoa, light-years away, you won't see me coming
By then I'll be gone, turn nothin' into something