Bad Meets Evil - Lighters ft. Bruno Mars

This one's for you and me, living out our dreams. We're alright where we should be. If my arms are wide, I'll open my eyes. And now all I wanna see is a sky full of lighter. A sky full of lighter. By the time you hear this, I will have already spiraled up. I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up. If I was you, I would duck or get struck like lightning. Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up. Point them skyward, uh. Had a dream, I was king. I woke up still king. This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking. Till nobody else even fucking feels me. Till it kills me, I swear to God I'll be the fucking illest in this music. There is or there ever will be. Disagree, feel free. But from now on I'm refusing to ever give up. Only thing I ever gave up's using. No more excuses. Excuse me if my head is too big for this building. And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick. But you cocks are slick. Popping shit on how you flipped your life around. Crock of shit. Who you dicks trying to kid? Flick dick, you did opposite. You stay the same. Let's cock back. We're just still cocky pricks. I love it when I tell him shove it. Cause it wasn't that long ago when Marshall said. Busted, lack, luster. Cause he couldn't cut. Mustard, muster up. Nothing brain fuzzy. Cause he's buzzing. Woke up from that fuzzing. Now you wonder why he does it. How he does it. Wasn't cause he had. Wasn't circled around his head. Waiting for him to drop dead. Was it? Or was it cause them bitches wrote him off. Little hussy ass. Cause it's fuck. I guess it doesn't matter now. Does it? What difference it make? What's it take? To get it through your thick skulls at this age. Some bullshit people don't usually come back this way. From a place it was dark as I was in. Just to get to this place. Now let these words be like a switchblade to a haters rib cage. And let it be known that from this day forward. I wanna just say thanks. Cause your hate is what gave me the strength. To let them pics race. Cause I came in 5'9". But I feel like I'm 6'8". Out our dreams. We're alright where we should be. With my arms out wide. What I see is a sky full of light. A sky full of light. By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outie. I advance like going from totem iron. Going and buying four or five of the homies to Iron Man Audi. My daddy told me slow down. Boy you're going to blow it. And I ain't gotta stop to beat a minute. To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr. Dre on The Chronic. Tell him how real he is. Or how high I am. Or how I would kill for him. For him to know it. I cried plenty tears. My daddy got a bad back. So it's only right that I write. Till he can march right into that post office. And tell him to hang it up. Now his career is LeBron's jersey in 20 years. I stop when I'm at the very top. You shitted on me on your way up. It's about to be a scary drop. Cause what goes up must come down. You going down. I'm something you don't want to see. Like a hairy box. Every hour a happy hour now. Life is wacky now. Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy. Now I'm just a cat's meow. I'm a classic cow. Always down for the catch way. Like Pacquiao. Y'all are doomed. I remember when T-Pain ain't want to work with me. My car starts itself. Parks itself. All tunes. Cause now I'm in the Aston. I went from having my city locked up. To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick. And now I'm fantastic. Compared to a weed high. And y'all niggas just gossiping like bitches on the radio and TV. See me. We fly. Y'all bugging out like Wendy Williams staring at a beehive. And how real is that? I remember signing my first deal. Now I'm the second best. I can deal with that. Now Bruno can show his ass. Without the MTV Awards gag. You and I. It's love. To be kicked down. Forced to fight. But tonight. So hold up your lights. It's yours. This one's for you. We're not on dreams. Where we should. Arms are wide. Open my eyes. And all I see. Is a sky full of lies. A sky full of lies.