Shine Your Light Songtext
von Catch

My mum prays that her fifth born stays outta the box
My ex girl wants my face outta the blogs
She′s tryna move on but MadeYouThink posts me, UK...
From a munchkin, run a check, I stayed out on the block
We ain't playing rounders we had eight rounds in the mop
Cool
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My mum prays that her fifth born stays outta the box
My ex girl wants my face outta the blogs
She′s trying to move on
But MadeYouThink posts me, UKL posts me, Shadeborough best not
From a munchkin, run a check, I stayed out on the block
I ain't playing rounders, I had eight rounds in the BOPPPP!
You think that this rap shit's 8 Mile, but it′s not
Coz like my opps I′m just waiting for Dave's album to drop
And then my faith is restored
See I never thought this rap ting would make me this bored
Fuck a MOBO I think I need a bravery award
Coz I sat inside that trap house from May until Aug
And then May until May, now they hate to endorse


It′s coz I stepped into this game and I'm making things awks
Coz this is greatness of course
They had my name on them doors, I want my name up in Forbes
I′m not a gamer I'm just gaming up whores
I don′t wifey none
They told me get an Instagram baddie
It might be fun
I'm in the crib with this girl, is this lightie dumb?
Them highlights in her hair ain't as good as her IG ones
Too many hoes in this crib it′s like 5 vs 1
Jump out on them opps, I don′t care if it's 5 v 1
No truce, I kill 10 of you then it might be done
When there′s millions and I'm catching a flight with mum
I might just look at Jesse like, we won
Please Shine Your Light on me
My bredrins, don′t let them die on me
Protect them and don't let them glide on me
Shine Your Light on me
I went from big shotta, now this bread′s legal
Oh that's your bird? I've had her spread eagle
Anxiety, so I′ll come when there′s less people
Kidnap gang members, it feels less evil
Nah, I'm chatting shit I′ll do whatever to get equal
I suck breast, give a fuck if I get recalled
If they kill me, it'll go down as an assassination
And they′ll treat me like I'm the dead Beatle
Send your little soldier boy the glizzy will Superman him
I ain′t got beef with my man, he's super fanning
I don't really care if the lad′s in the Uber, ram him
I′ve been waiting on him for years I'm due to tan him
I′m humble with the wins cause I ain't really used to bragging
How you gonna snitch little bitch when you knew the pattern?
Get rich, your guys′ll probably switch, it's due to happen
Weary of my friends coz you saw the way Judas...
Please Shine Your Light on me
My bredrins, don′t let them die on me
Protect them and don't let them glide on me
Shine Your Light on me
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