Lighters - Bad Meets Evil ft Bruno Mars (lyrics) This one\u0027s for you and me Living out our dreams We\u0027re all right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now, all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters By the time you hear this, I will have already spiraled up I would never do nothin\u0027 to let you cowards - my world up If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightning Fighters keep fighting Put your lighters up, point \u0027em skyward, uh! Had a dream, I was king I woke up, still king This rap game\u0027s nipple is mine for the milking \u0027Til nobody else even f- feels me, \u0027til it kills me I swear to God, I\u0027ll be the f- illest in this music There is, or there ever will be, disagree? Feel free But from now, I\u0027m refusin\u0027 to ever give up Only thing I ever gave up\u0027s usin\u0027 no more excuses Excuse me if my head is too big for this building And pardon me if I\u0027m a cocky -, but you c- are slick Poppin\u0027 sh- on how you flipped your life around, crock of sh- Who you - tryna kid? Flick -, you did opposite You stayed the same -, backward is still -, you - I love it when I tell \u0027em, \u0022Shove it\u0022 \u0027Cause it wasn\u0027t that long ago when Marshall sat flustered Lacked luster, \u0027cause he couldn\u0027t cut mustard Muster up nothin\u0027, brain fuzzy, \u0027cause he\u0027s buzzin\u0027 Woke up from that buzzin\u0027, now you wonder why he does it How he does it? Wasn\u0027t \u0027cause he had buzzings circlin\u0027 \u0027round his head Waitin\u0027 for him to drop dead, was it? Or was it \u0027cause some b- wrote him off? Little hussy-ass scuzzes, -, guess it doesn\u0027t matter now, does it? What difference it make? What it takes to get it through your thick skulls That this ain\u0027t some bulls-? People don\u0027t usually come back this way From a place that was dark as I was in just to get to this place Now, let these words be like a switchblade to a hater\u0027s rib cage And let it be known that from this day forward I wanna just say thanks \u0027Cause your hate is what gave me the strength So, let them Bics raise \u0027Cause I came a 5\u00279\u0022, but I feel like I\u0027m 6\u00278\u0022 This one\u0027s for you and me Living out our dreams We\u0027re all right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now, all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters By the time you hear this, I prolly already be outtie I advance like goin\u0027 from totin\u0027 iron to goin\u0027 and buyin\u0027 Four or five of the homies the Iron Man Audi My daddy told me, \u0022Slow down, boy, you goin\u0027 to blow it\u0022 (blow it) And I ain\u0027t gotta stop the beat a minute to tell Shaddy I love him The same way that he did Dr Dre on \u0027The Chronic\u0027 Tell him how real he is, or how high I am Or how I would kill for him, for him to know it I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back So it\u0027s only right that I write \u0027til he can march right Into that post office, and tell \u0027em to hang it up (hang it up) Now, his career\u0027s LeBron\u0027s jersey in 20 years I\u0027ll stop when I\u0027m at the very top You sh- on me on your way up, it\u0027s \u0027bout to be a scary drop \u0027Cause what goes up must come down You\u0027re goin\u0027 down, I\u0027m somethin\u0027 you \u0027on\u0027t wanna see Like a h- box Every hour happy hour now, life is wacky now Used to have to - the cat to get the - Now I\u0027m just the cat\u0027s meow, ow A classic cow, always down for the catch weight, like Pacquiao Y\u0027all are doomed I remember when T-Pain ain\u0027t wanna work with me My car starts itself, parks itself, and auto-tunes \u0027Cause now, I\u0027m in the Aston I went from having my city locked up To gettin\u0027 treated like Kwame Kilpatrick And now, I\u0027m fantastic compared to a - high And y\u0027all n- just gossipin\u0027 like - on the radio and TV See me, we fly (we fly) Y\u0027all buggin\u0027 out like Wendy Williams staring at a Beyhive And how real is that? (Real is that?) I remember signin\u0027 my first deal And now, I\u0027m the second best, I can deal with that Now, Bruno can show his ass Without the MTV Awards gag (yeah!) You and I know what it\u0027s like to be kicked down Forced to fight But tonight, we\u0027re alright So, hold up your lights, let it shine \u0027Cause this one\u0027s for you and me Living out our dreams We\u0027re all right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now, all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters