[Intro: Millyz]

Most my homies in the grave or doin' state bids

That shit keep me up at night

Sap is on the beat

[Chorus: Millyz]

I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it

Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred

Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids

I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it

Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred

Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids

I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

[Verse 1: Millyz]

Yeah

System wanna clip your wings don't wanna see you fly

They wanna take your drive from you like a DUI

But we live like sky's the limit till we meet the sky

I pray dem angels'll protect me if dem demons slide

California dreaming in these B&Bs

Pistol under the pillow for the B and Es (On my soul)

You know we move them supplements like GNC

Model bitch gimme brain like she got 3 degrees (Blanco)

Chain cold, this shit like 3 degrees

Told my youngins if they clip me ''slide you don't need to grieve''

And my gang know I got em till eternity

School of hard knocks only killers in my fraternity (S.P.E.D. life)

Can't understand how y'all be out here with no urgency

I got a good heart but life brought out the worst of me

Underdog said I wouldn't make it took it personally

Fred socks in '04, it ain't no cursin me, Blanco

[Chorus: Millyz]

I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it

Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred

Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids

I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it

Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred

Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids

I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

[Verse 2: Styles P]

Pour a lil' bark out or some dark out

No longer running when the narcs out

Feeling lost, light a candle up

Lost a lot of homies asking God what he plan for us

I know tonight could be the last one

So if I'm in the whip, it's a fast one

Gotta know where to go when the cash come

Gotta know how to act when the flash come

Now that's a picture or gunshot

I ain't got to picture a gunshot

That is really unfortunate

But I know the streets, figured how to be a boss in it

I'm feeling lost but they said I made it

They say I'm shining but I'm feeling jaded

They say I'm lit, but I'm feeling faded

So now I meditate on this shit that's sacred

[Chorus: Millyz]

I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it

Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred

Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids

I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it

I'm lightin' up for all the ones that didn't make it

Pourin' liquor out my cup I hold you sacred

Most my homies in the grave or doing state bids

I'm feeling lost but they keep telling me I made it