Verse:Haters try to dim ya lights. They looking genuine on those dinner flights. When you in the heights, these niggas sending friend invites. But they ain't with you in the trenches in the dimmest night. When you got the title, so many new arrivals to the party, with bacardi. But when you idle and suicidal, dudes are primal, few will find ya when you got the 22 beside ya who gon ride yall? Hook: Don't dim the lights Dim the Lights Be bold in ya life In ya life Hoes tryna to snipe tryna to snipe Yo this where you shine This where you strike. Verse 2:So many peeps I feel got fleeting will. Why do so many niggas struggle keeping real? So many fakes, snakes just wait and stay coiled. While the greats we straight, we stay loyal. I look at this world with disgust. Cuz there ain't too many I trust. But those I do, family to me and always will be. And ya'll real g's, I know yall feel me. And yall silly ass snakes gon have to kill me. Cuz I'm staying me, faithfully, you ain't making a fake of me and hate me but you should've seen. You only fucking hate the greatness that ya couldn't be. Hook: Don't dim the lights Dim the Lights Be bold in ya life In ya life Hoes tryna to snipe tryna to snipe Yo this where you shine This where you strike