Summer Shinin'
If it ain't mulla calling my phone then I lose my mind
Young boss in the making, Ima go get this shine
The whole team gets cream are you crazy
Taxman screaming out pay me
Will I stay legit that's a maybe
And If I go rogue they can't blame me
(No way)
If you my darg bro I got you
Man came a long way from bro said I'll spot you
We used to ride and duck together the from bacon
Certain dargs turnt obbo, fuck them paigon
Young boss in the making
I still spud the mandem, ain't no hands being shaken
She said she seen me roll with the thugs before
I'm a street boy but still doing up corporate (Woah)
And I still roll with the goons
Walk in the room, looking fly-ayayayayy
My yungens grip tekky when they shoot
If it's beef that they want, I'll tek em off standby-ayayy
D-d-dargs get silly with the booze
Coivoi get spilt from the night to the light-ayayy
I tellem miss me if it ain't the truth, simples darg I don't wanna hear it
If it ain't mulla calling my phone then I lose my mind
Young boss in the making, Ima go get this shine
The whole team gets cream are you crazy
Taxman screaming out pay me
Will I stay legit that's a maybe
And If I go rogue they can't blame me
(No way)
If I told you that I love you, would you stay stay with me
Locked away my trust, they were betraying me
Came a long from we used chip in for a benz
Now the Cali come foreign like my dargy in the Benz
(Vroom)
Busy with it, silly with it, lizzy with it, I.
Need my money doubling till it touch the sky
I'm with my dargs, no stress catching vibes
Hustle hard play later, ain't gotta tell me twice
Tell me what you're hustling for? Tell me what you're hustling for
For me it's hella yards, for you it's Dior
I need me a wife, for you is hella hoes
The old days are garrn, I ain't tapped anymore
I need me fat cribs with gated front doors
Need to get rich, my money working for me
4 Seasons get paper, it ain't new to me
If it ain't mulla calling my phone then I lose my mind
Young boss in the making, Ima go get this shine
The whole team gets cream are you crazy
Taxman screaming out pay me
Will I stay legit that's a maybe
And If I go rogue they can't blame me
(No way)
If it ain't mulla calling my phone then I lose my mind
Young boss in the making, Ima go get this shine
The whole team gets cream are you crazy
Taxman screaming out pay me
Will I stay legit that's a maybe
And If I go rogue they can't blame me
(No way)
Young boss in the making, Ima go get this shine
The whole team gets cream are you crazy
Taxman screaming out pay me
Will I stay legit that's a maybe
And If I go rogue they can't blame me
(No way)
If you my darg bro I got you
Man came a long way from bro said I'll spot you
We used to ride and duck together the from bacon
Certain dargs turnt obbo, fuck them paigon
Young boss in the making
I still spud the mandem, ain't no hands being shaken
She said she seen me roll with the thugs before
I'm a street boy but still doing up corporate (Woah)
And I still roll with the goons
Walk in the room, looking fly-ayayayayy
My yungens grip tekky when they shoot
If it's beef that they want, I'll tek em off standby-ayayy
D-d-dargs get silly with the booze
Coivoi get spilt from the night to the light-ayayy
I tellem miss me if it ain't the truth, simples darg I don't wanna hear it
If it ain't mulla calling my phone then I lose my mind
Young boss in the making, Ima go get this shine
The whole team gets cream are you crazy
Taxman screaming out pay me
Will I stay legit that's a maybe
And If I go rogue they can't blame me
(No way)
If I told you that I love you, would you stay stay with me
Locked away my trust, they were betraying me
Came a long from we used chip in for a benz
Now the Cali come foreign like my dargy in the Benz
(Vroom)
Busy with it, silly with it, lizzy with it, I.
Need my money doubling till it touch the sky
I'm with my dargs, no stress catching vibes
Hustle hard play later, ain't gotta tell me twice
Tell me what you're hustling for? Tell me what you're hustling for
For me it's hella yards, for you it's Dior
I need me a wife, for you is hella hoes
The old days are garrn, I ain't tapped anymore
I need me fat cribs with gated front doors
Need to get rich, my money working for me
4 Seasons get paper, it ain't new to me
If it ain't mulla calling my phone then I lose my mind
Young boss in the making, Ima go get this shine
The whole team gets cream are you crazy
Taxman screaming out pay me
Will I stay legit that's a maybe
And If I go rogue they can't blame me
(No way)
If it ain't mulla calling my phone then I lose my mind
Young boss in the making, Ima go get this shine
The whole team gets cream are you crazy
Taxman screaming out pay me
Will I stay legit that's a maybe
And If I go rogue they can't blame me
(No way)
Credits
Writer(s): Sinna Easy
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