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Winning Season Imma shine
Imma shine, shine my wrist
Dollar sign, Imma shine
Imma shine get the gist, cos we lit
And it's lit
Sun is out, vibe's legit
Ray-Bans on with the tint
Glasses up let's toast to it
I was scheming on a low (On a low)
They even know it (They aint know it)
How my hands don't let it show (For sure)
Man your shoulder's cold now it's global warming (Its warming)
My wrist out of control when I went and wrote this
Winning Season Imma shine
Imma shine, shine my wrist
Dollar sign, Imma shine
Imma shine get the gist, cos we lit
And it's lit
Sun is out, vibe's legit
Ray-Bans on with the tint
Glasses up let's toast to it
Reckless in the pain, results of the pain
Beat got me gassed, stying in my lane
Got brothers stuck up in commissary
But what I sold I'm a visionary
Mamma told me more is more two is twice
Read the bible better follow Christ
Check your ways, are your mirrors right?
Man they'll pull you over if you ain't looking right
They do you over in the late night
Man they'll screw you over if your'e too nice
Man they'll screw you over if you're too nice
There are not too many that are this nice so you better win (Iwe)
Drink your medicine, they'll be better days
Man I'm better than, what they say I am
Just a matter of when
It's Winning Season imma shine
Imma shine, shine my wrist
Dollar sign, imma shine
Imma shine get the gist, cos we lit
And it's lit
Sun is out, vibe's legit
Ray-Bans on with the tint
Glasses up let's toast to it
Running it up, messing it up
This is my story my nigga won't stop killing the game
Calling my name, all of these girls man they drive me insane
This is my life, making it right
Making my mamma know she did right
Raising me up, now we on top, finish this story man this is my book
Nah This is my dream
I am gone fight
I am just tired of living my life, the way that I do
If I could chose, I was just leave but I am not you
Leveling up
Never gone stop
This is the feeling that got me a lot
This is the feeling I get when I'm hype its the feeling I get when I'm over excited
This here is insane man
Oh man
Like how in the world are fameless?
This hunger my nigga not painless
More painful than a gun wound
Like Yah ay ah ooo, i do not know what to do
Like yah ay ah ooo, texting your girl she's my boo
Imma shine Imma shine
Dollar sing Imma shine yeah
Imma... imma shine
Winning Season Imma... Imma shine Dollar sign yeah
Imma shine Imma shine dollar sign winning season Imma, Imma shine yeah
Imma shine, shine my wrist
Dollar sign, Imma shine
Imma shine get the gist, cos we lit
And it's lit
Sun is out, vibe's legit
Ray-Bans on with the tint
Glasses up let's toast to it
I was scheming on a low (On a low)
They even know it (They aint know it)
How my hands don't let it show (For sure)
Man your shoulder's cold now it's global warming (Its warming)
My wrist out of control when I went and wrote this
Winning Season Imma shine
Imma shine, shine my wrist
Dollar sign, Imma shine
Imma shine get the gist, cos we lit
And it's lit
Sun is out, vibe's legit
Ray-Bans on with the tint
Glasses up let's toast to it
Reckless in the pain, results of the pain
Beat got me gassed, stying in my lane
Got brothers stuck up in commissary
But what I sold I'm a visionary
Mamma told me more is more two is twice
Read the bible better follow Christ
Check your ways, are your mirrors right?
Man they'll pull you over if you ain't looking right
They do you over in the late night
Man they'll screw you over if your'e too nice
Man they'll screw you over if you're too nice
There are not too many that are this nice so you better win (Iwe)
Drink your medicine, they'll be better days
Man I'm better than, what they say I am
Just a matter of when
It's Winning Season imma shine
Imma shine, shine my wrist
Dollar sign, imma shine
Imma shine get the gist, cos we lit
And it's lit
Sun is out, vibe's legit
Ray-Bans on with the tint
Glasses up let's toast to it
Running it up, messing it up
This is my story my nigga won't stop killing the game
Calling my name, all of these girls man they drive me insane
This is my life, making it right
Making my mamma know she did right
Raising me up, now we on top, finish this story man this is my book
Nah This is my dream
I am gone fight
I am just tired of living my life, the way that I do
If I could chose, I was just leave but I am not you
Leveling up
Never gone stop
This is the feeling that got me a lot
This is the feeling I get when I'm hype its the feeling I get when I'm over excited
This here is insane man
Oh man
Like how in the world are fameless?
This hunger my nigga not painless
More painful than a gun wound
Like Yah ay ah ooo, i do not know what to do
Like yah ay ah ooo, texting your girl she's my boo
Imma shine Imma shine
Dollar sing Imma shine yeah
Imma... imma shine
Winning Season Imma... Imma shine Dollar sign yeah
Imma shine Imma shine dollar sign winning season Imma, Imma shine yeah
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Writer(s): Chikomborero Chiyanike
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