Bright Future Light Up Remix by Victorious V.I.C Lyrics
(Verse 1)
I’ve been up for one week
Hustling, getting money
Cause that’s the only way
That I’m gonna become something
Those types of people
Are the ones in the industry
That become the individuals
Who are a must see
No question
Everyone’s working harder than me
Making CD's, promoting themselves
But they won't go farther than me
Cause while all of them are out raving
And smoking out
I’m just in here writing rhymes
Not out partying
Well party on, party on
Project X bitch
Call out any mother fucker
I don’t text bitch
I grow tired
Of all these damn liars
That’s why I’m 6 feet tall
Pulling all nighters
Uh
But I just wanna tell the truth
I'm not that old school type of style
Don’t load shells and shoot
I’ll murder you
One at a time
Every word and line
Every time that I’m in the booth
And I’m about to be
A missed target
But a target none the less
And I just started
Someone better than me
Can't be
You know I run this town
Bitch, hands free
And I’m just filling up
This empty planner
On the agenda, I’m gonna
Finish off each valley rapper
Jealous dudes get
Angry at my music
Cause they know that this project's hot shit
Country Grammar
Yeah, I guess that’s what life becomes
When you’re on the rise
You get blinded by the fame
And all the lights
Soon to be winner
Finisher
Don’t go down without a fight
Never compromise
"If it feels like my flows
Been hot for so long
If you thinking I’m a fuckin' fall off
You’re so wrong"
I gotta keep staying alive
Like the Brothers Gibb
You'll never see another youngster
Like this southern kid
(Hook)
I’ve been up for one week
Hustling, getting money
Cause that’s the only way
That I’m gonna become something
Those types of people
Are the ones in the industry
That become the individuals
Who are a must see
No question
Everyone’s working harder than me
Making CD's, promoting themselves
But they won't go farther than me
Cause while all of them are out raving
And smoking out
I’m just in here writing rhymes
Not out partying
Well party on, party on
Project X bitch
Call out any mother fucker
I don’t text bitch
I grow tired
Of all these damn liars
That’s why I’m 6 feet tall
Pulling all nighters
Uh
But I just wanna tell the truth
I'm not that old school type of style
Don’t load shells and shoot
I’ll murder you
One at a time
Every word and line
Every time that I’m in the booth
And I’m about to be
A missed target
But a target none the less
And I just started
Someone better than me
Can't be
You know I run this town
Bitch, hands free
And I’m just filling up
This empty planner
On the agenda, I’m gonna
Finish off each valley rapper
Jealous dudes get
Angry at my music
Cause they know that this project's hot shit
Country Grammar
Yeah, I guess that’s what life becomes
When you’re on the rise
You get blinded by the fame
And all the lights
Soon to be winner
Finisher
Don’t go down without a fight
Never compromise
"If it feels like my flows
Been hot for so long
If you thinking I’m a fuckin' fall off
You’re so wrong"
I gotta keep staying alive
Like the Brothers Gibb
You'll never see another youngster
Like this southern kid
(Hook)