This is a song about "Beautiful sight"

Niggas talk with limited service

It's a beautiful bliss

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Arguing into the night, hatred at the sight,

I got rich from a little struggle

See you tomorrow beautiful

As death was holding' onto his soul the ''light'' came to sight

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

That her happiness was slain in plain sight

Becuase these sweet lies are even more beautiful

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Then it winks outta sight

And if i want to go outside