Shine
Bad people ting yea
Its a Bad people ting yea
Its a Bad people ting yea
Its a Bad people ting yea
And we nuh badmind fi tings yea
Its a bad people ting yea
And its a mad people ting yea uh
I know dem boys tryna stop my shine
But nobody can stop my grind
I ride around in the town with a big black 9
Anybody diss, anybody flatline
They wanna see me dead cus I'm gettin head
from a bitch that left me on read like a year ago
I come thru settin trends in a benz in
them ends and I'm feelin like a gigolo
Aint catchin shade we gone let em throw
I stay quiet but I peep it tho
Making moves you gotta keep it low,
cant tell a nigga more than he should know.
You gotta keep these niggas guessin
its straight designer that we dress in
Man this shit feel like a blessing,
remember having nothing but atleast i wasn't stressin
Burning grammys poppin zannies im an Xman
You can't even ask me how my ex been
and to think that was my best friend
I cant trust nobody that I always gotta question
I know dem boys tryna stop my shine
But nobody can stop my grind
I ride around in the town with a big black 9
Anybody diss, anybody flatline
Bad people ting yea
Its a Bad people ting yea
Its a Bad people ting yea
Its a Bad people ting yea
Its a Bad people ting yea
Its a Bad people ting yea
Its a Bad people ting yea
And we nuh badmind fi tings yea
Its a bad people ting yea
And its a mad people ting yea uh
I know dem boys tryna stop my shine
But nobody can stop my grind
I ride around in the town with a big black 9
Anybody diss, anybody flatline
They wanna see me dead cus I'm gettin head
from a bitch that left me on read like a year ago
I come thru settin trends in a benz in
them ends and I'm feelin like a gigolo
Aint catchin shade we gone let em throw
I stay quiet but I peep it tho
Making moves you gotta keep it low,
cant tell a nigga more than he should know.
You gotta keep these niggas guessin
its straight designer that we dress in
Man this shit feel like a blessing,
remember having nothing but atleast i wasn't stressin
Burning grammys poppin zannies im an Xman
You can't even ask me how my ex been
and to think that was my best friend
I cant trust nobody that I always gotta question
I know dem boys tryna stop my shine
But nobody can stop my grind
I ride around in the town with a big black 9
Anybody diss, anybody flatline
Bad people ting yea
Its a Bad people ting yea
Its a Bad people ting yea
Its a Bad people ting yea
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Writer(s): Christian Beach
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