[Chorus: Choir, Tilden Parc]
Light it up, light it up
I gotta light it up, light it up
Way up, way up
O-oh, light it up, light it up
I gotta light it up, light it up
Way up, way up
O-oh, o-o-oh, o-oh
O-oh, o-o-oh, o-oh
Yeah, wave

[Verse 1: Tilden Parc]
Yeah, look
I'm in line with the stars, I'm in sync with the earth
Ten toes deep, flower child from the turf
I'll never switch sides
Like even when I die, I'ma ride for the squad
Leather tires in the hurst
I've been on a vibe, kinda hard to describe
I'm in between "I'm good" and "it's fine", but I'm tired of the grind
Then I come alive in the night to realize I'm in the middle with the time of my life
I never sold pack for the stack
Never lied on a rap, got a bag from the way that I write it
Queen look enticing
Who that I survived, doing 80 to the house
Then I hit it to the sky change, haters on a tirade
Talking to the Crip and they face be still, like that hate stuff fade
We all want the same
We all want a mill' and a safe, I want to live like I'm tryna reach enlightenment
Trill spill from my lips
Feel bent from the VIP, take a sip 'tll I pass out
I'm tryna get grip, but it don't make sense
'Cause you could lose life on this fast route
Yeah, turned thoughts to a cash cow
I might flip that to the glass house
I don't need the accolades, I'm in love with the chase
I just want to eat, save a spot at the table
Beast with the slack, pin myself on the map
You long with the wave, but we knowin' that it's cap
Five-hour flights, couple nights at the flat
To be real, couldn't see me makin' moves where I'm at
I'm still on the grind, limit time when I chat
I'm burning down sage, keep the demons away
When I'd rather give a piece of myself to the page
I don't do it for the praise, love, that's just how I'm made
[Verse 2: Xavy Rusan, Tilden Parc]
See the truth in the glass in the mirror (Ha, yeah)
Threw it at me, old man tryna pass interfere
You're the first one to talk, but the last one to hear
Eyes blurry, but I couldn't see the ass in the clear, damn
Start to feel like I'm on one
Settle in, I be here for the long run
I'm a slave for the cash, got snakes in the grass
No brakes on the ave, but it's all fun
We done seen it all, heard it all
Heard enough, give me space 'fore I murder y'all
Ten bad bitches here, I'ma curve 'em all
Twelve missed calls and I still made a curtain call
Here to light it up, lighten up
Here 'em talking, they ain't right enough, tighten up
Everything that I came for I left with
I don't bank sets, I just bang on the set list
Go and pass up, but when I came for the breakfast
Put me in your prayers, I might put you on the guest list
Young n***as in here reckless
Gold in my soul, got the same on my necklace, bitch

[Chorus: Choir]
Light it up, light it up
I gotta light it up, light it up
Way up, way up
O-oh, light it up, light it up
I gotta light it up, light it up
Way up, way up
O-oh, o-o-oh, o-oh
O-oh, o-o-oh, o-oh
Light it up, light it up
I gotta light it up, light it up
Way up, way up
O-oh, light it up, light it up
I gotta light it up, light it up
Way up, way up