Spotlight Lyrics - Killa Kyleon

10 steps ahead of these niggas, fool 

Thats why they fuck wit me instead of these niggas YEA! 

Hahaha, yea, this beat go perfect with my belt 

Haha It match my Damiere luggage too 

Joints rolled up, ask Louis Vuitton 

Uh, bad bitches and cold drinks 

You know what it is man, Taylor Gang 

No joint roaches in my car 

Play the game smart 

We gone get this cheese 

Don't give police a reason to fuck us off 

I done seen the ups 

Not a stranger to the downs 

But for now we're smoke devers in my loft 

Champagne with bitches with foreign names 

My homie hit me on the text 

He want nothin just to tell me that i got next 

And keep it G 

I'm in your town frequently 

Got the bottle, bring the trees 

Watch some movies hit this weed 

Yea a nigga livin care free 

Please Don't blow my fly pardon the high nigga tendencies 

And duplicate us but the planes but they pretend to be 

Through all the bullshit overcame and still remained a G 

clicquot (CLEE-CO) slow and sour D's smoke 

She leave the room, you smell it on her fingers bro 

Askin silly questions, bout where you been 

Saying you look different 

Had the time of her life not to mention 

You ain't been this high in a minute 

Took ownership over the air 

I'm fly, You niggas just trying to visit 

yea... Yea bitch 

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Where ever that paper go, 

I'm goin get it, So mommy are you wit it 

I gotta know, 

We in the spotlight 

Never been high as you are until you get on my flight 

Up and the way we go 

On my plane, momma they know my name 

Everywhere that we go, 

And they rep the gang everywhere that we go 

Everywhere that we go, 

Ohohh 

While you at home on twitter tryna hack in her page and shit 

We smoking and crackin jokes at how lame you is, UH 

Hotel room right a by the water even taught her how to use a joint roller 

A tight end became from underground like a oiler 

Here like I never left back like a spoiler 

Give my keys to valet, waiter take my order 

Yall been waitin for real niggas to eat the way they oughta 

Kyleon 

Photos 

Me and Khalifa, cooler than kush reefer 

Good drink that'll seat ya 

Put you in a sleeper 

Louis on my beepers but i see that bread (clearly tho) 

Good music is the consequence we legends (really tho) 

Minus Kanye, but we got this money in common 

We get it day and night 

Could've married to it no woman. 

I'm the shit, no bummin 

Money talk, no hummin 

Put the GPS on it, Locate it, im commin 

I'm in somethin paper plate it, 

Get it, decapitate it 

And if the bomb creams 

Super boats swangs fascinated 

With the fast life 

Haters to the left i got my cash right 

Irish spring green make 'em blow it like a bag pipe 

Get up like a flashlight 

VVS's is in my necklace lookin like bad dikes 

All my bitches bad like 

Mike no homo, Amber Rose, Kim Kardash type 

5 star chicks, first class like my last flight. 

Where ever that paper go, 

I'm goin get it, So mommy are you wit it 

I gotta know, 

We in the spotlight 

Never been high as you are until you get on my flight 

Up and the way we go 

On my plane, momma they know my name 

Everywhere that we go, 

And they rep the gang everywhere that we go 

Everywhere that we go, 

Ohohh