Groov
Corrupted mind say I've got a lot of blessings
Cars, women, money, maybe music
Making sense no way, how I wished we could switch lines
Lives, mine got me suffocating
Ain't no need to speak the truth nowadays
Damn right, shit ain't really good to hear
Think about it, all about the look today
Everybody live a lie for a piece of fame
Trynna rather keep it real no gimmicks
But silly nigga need a trampoline to jump close
Forgot NintendoGo players on the roll
May never really catch a chess move
Like when I came straight, had a seat, turned around and told ya
That your favorite rapper still ain't got his own car
A tape and now the album but my fan base still tight
Like holy Mary's pussy, shit I need the gospel
Ice on the neck and all over your fingers
I don't wanna shine like this
Ya got grillz in your mouth got plated not silver
I don't wanna shine like this
Talking Gucci, Prada, Jimmy or Louis
I don't wanna no shine like this
Showin' pics with your bae or some hoes in Jacuzzis
We don't want no shine like this
I know my own mistakes and I know what it takes
Potentially I can't be fake
Shit I'm too stingy no ghost writer shares the credit
Potentially I can't be Drake
Like ooh man that one was nasty
But also the saddest thing I'm writing
See that's the proof that my ass is not relevant
Cause I ain't the rapper, rappers wanna rap about
It ain't a trend if I move like this
Dress like this, talk like this
Get in the mood and have a cut like this
Keep on pretending that I'm rude like this
But when the fellas gone, on her lap Imma fall like this
And only stop when we both crying
I'm sensitive, man I ain't lying
And I wish we were both calm and sober enough
To talk about these issues I'm whining about
Damn hennessy will fix it, hennessy will fix it
Hennessy can fix it, hennessy will fix it
No one cares your feelings
No one really cares damn
Let me stay right in my zone
Ice on the neck and all over your fingers
I don't wanna shine like this
Ya got grillz in your mouth got plated not silver
I don't wanna shine like this
Talking Gucci, Prada, Jimmy or Louis
I don't wanna no shine like this
Showin' pics with your bae or some hoes in Jacuzzis
We don't want no shine like this
Shine like this, hennessy will fix it
Cars, women, money, maybe music
Making sense no way, how I wished we could switch lines
Lives, mine got me suffocating
Ain't no need to speak the truth nowadays
Damn right, shit ain't really good to hear
Think about it, all about the look today
Everybody live a lie for a piece of fame
Trynna rather keep it real no gimmicks
But silly nigga need a trampoline to jump close
Forgot NintendoGo players on the roll
May never really catch a chess move
Like when I came straight, had a seat, turned around and told ya
That your favorite rapper still ain't got his own car
A tape and now the album but my fan base still tight
Like holy Mary's pussy, shit I need the gospel
Ice on the neck and all over your fingers
I don't wanna shine like this
Ya got grillz in your mouth got plated not silver
I don't wanna shine like this
Talking Gucci, Prada, Jimmy or Louis
I don't wanna no shine like this
Showin' pics with your bae or some hoes in Jacuzzis
We don't want no shine like this
I know my own mistakes and I know what it takes
Potentially I can't be fake
Shit I'm too stingy no ghost writer shares the credit
Potentially I can't be Drake
Like ooh man that one was nasty
But also the saddest thing I'm writing
See that's the proof that my ass is not relevant
Cause I ain't the rapper, rappers wanna rap about
It ain't a trend if I move like this
Dress like this, talk like this
Get in the mood and have a cut like this
Keep on pretending that I'm rude like this
But when the fellas gone, on her lap Imma fall like this
And only stop when we both crying
I'm sensitive, man I ain't lying
And I wish we were both calm and sober enough
To talk about these issues I'm whining about
Damn hennessy will fix it, hennessy will fix it
Hennessy can fix it, hennessy will fix it
No one cares your feelings
No one really cares damn
Let me stay right in my zone
Ice on the neck and all over your fingers
I don't wanna shine like this
Ya got grillz in your mouth got plated not silver
I don't wanna shine like this
Talking Gucci, Prada, Jimmy or Louis
I don't wanna no shine like this
Showin' pics with your bae or some hoes in Jacuzzis
We don't want no shine like this
Shine like this, hennessy will fix it
Credits
Writer(s): Felix Cavaliere, Edward Brigati
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