[Intro]
Sign, gimme a sign
Gimme a light, yeah
Clutch about to make another hit!
[Chorus]
Ay, been in my bag, stackin' this bread, gettin' it right
Fuck all the juice, fuck all the whips, I put it aside
Look at the sky, prayin' to God to gimme a sign
Just gimme the light, just gimme the light
I been in my bag, stackin' this bread, gettin' it right
Fuck all the juice, fuck all the whips, I put it aside
Look at the sky, prayin' to God to gimme a sign
Just gimme the light, just gimme the light
[Verse 1]
Niggas be wantin' to run it up
You wasn't down with me comin' up
You ain't never gon' be one of us
Funny seein' what the money does
When these niggas used to throw shade on me
Bitches tried to run game on me
Now I got the nice chains on me
Lately I'on see rain on me
It's clear skies for the guy, woah
Only worry 'bout 5-0
Only blowin' on hydro
My hood ain't no fly zone
Tell the feds to bring the guys home
Chain lookin' like a cyclone
Niggas still need a ride home
VVS, no rhinestone
[Pre-Chorus]
It's mine, I went and found my place
Was lost and went and found my way
But still I see all kinda hate, all kinda hate, but fuck it 'cause
[Chorus]
I been in my bag, stackin' this bread, gettin' it right
Fuck all the juice, fuck all the whips, I put it aside
Look at the sky, prayin' to God to gimme a sign
Just gimme the light, just gimme the light
Been in my bag, stackin' this bread, gettin' it right
Fuck all the juice, fuck all the whips, I put it aside
Look at the sky, prayin' to God to gimme a sign
Just gimme the light, just gimme the light
[Verse 2]
They prayin' I lose, they prayin' I fail
They prayin' I fall on my face
I'm playin' to win, I'm playin' to kill
I'm planning to fill up the safe
Go wit' the city, [?]
Boy, I blow a pill in your face
Young and I'm fresh, I feel like a prince
I'm planning to fill up the bank (Yeah)
I just walked into the mall (Mall)
I just walked out with some Gucci (Gucci)
I'on even got a camera (Camera), still I be makin' a movie
I threw a eighth in a doobie
Then I go and fuck another bitch
Ay, you know this shit is flamin'
Clutch about to make another hit (Oh)
Bitches wanna know my government (Oh)
Cash stretchin', [?] (Oh)
Bitch stack with the hundreds in it (Oh)
Real talk, nigga fuck a gimmick (Oh)
I don't stop, fuck a limit (Oh)
Hope you little niggas comin' with it (Oh)
If you want it nigga, come and get it (Oh)
If you want it nigga, come and get it (Oh)
[Chorus]
Been in my bag, stackin' this bread, gettin' it right
Fuck all the juice, fuck all the whips, I put it aside
Look at the sky, prayin' to God to gimme a sign
Just gimme the light, just gimme the light
I been in my bag, stackin' this bread, gettin' it right
Fuck all the juice, fuck all the whips, I put it aside
Look at the sky, prayin' to God to gimme a sign
Just gimme the light, just gimme the light
I been in my bag, stackin' this bread, gettin' it right
Fuck all the juice, fuck all the whips, I put it aside
Look at the sky, prayin' to God to gimme a sign
Just gimme the light, just gimme the light
Been in my bag, stackin' this bread, gettin' it right
Fuck all the juice, fuck all the whips, I put it aside
Look at the sky, prayin' to God to gimme a sign
Just gimme the light, just gimme the light
[Outro]
Gimme the light, gimme the light
Gimme the light, gimme the light
Gimme the light, gimme the light
The Light was written by Cascio.
The Light was produced by Clutch Beats.