Shine

That paper my chauffeur, yea that money drive me
N*gga I'm rolling I let your honey ride me
Hate it or love it hater, hate it or love it hater
Hate it or love it hater, but I'm getting my f*cking paper
I'm shinning on them n*ggas slidin' on them thangs
Every city that I roll through they be hollerin' my name
Hate it or love it hater, hate it or love it hater
Hate it or love it hater, but I'm getting my f*cking paper

Seems all these n*ggas are gone man I'm zoning and flying
But homie don't get me wrong I still roam with the lions
That mahf*cker on chrome I'm into ownin' and buyin'
All white with the red top call it Conan O'brien
I was almost to the top when a n*gga fell back
To the bottom and it shook my whole plan
Then I climb back from the bottom
Tryna make it to the top so I took my whole fam
If I gotta go hard then I'm a bull guard for ya whole card
In my hood I go HAM, now a n*gga gettin' chauffeured
Screamin' look ma no haaaands damn
Damn I dun made it through the struggle yea it been a fight
Like a left then a right, then a right then a left then a body hook
Then my papa left so its only right my body hooks when I write
Fly as a pimp fl-fly as a pimp l-look here boy l-look here boy
N*ggas mad cuz my swag high as a blimp
I guess you can call that a good year boy
And I'm comin' for the top cuz I'm one of the best
Cool as a tropic breeze and my watch like a cop wit' a gun
And a vest that motherf*ckers talkin' bout freeze
And I'm stylin' on yo ass walkin' in these Kanye sneakers
And I don't mean followin' his path (Louis)



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Writer(s): 0, Matthew Los
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