Shine Songtext
von I‐Rocc feat. Hell Rell
Shine Songtext
Uh-huh
Yeah
Oh we got to shine baby
That′s right
Say it again baby
Yeah
Uh, let's go to church
Without the crooked preacher though
You know I shine brighter than the biggest diamond from Angola
Ruger!
Yeah
Got more than twenty mouths to feed so I gotta grind
And I′m a natural born star so I gotta shine
Came out the pussy with the money on my mind
My mother got on her knees and said "God, please let my boy shine"
So you know I do that, big money run through that
Ain't no snitch like Nino Brown but I might be a new jack
When will these niggas stop it?
I'm related through blood but they treat me like I′m adopted
Still, still your boy shine
I got good grades ever since a first grader
Nothing wrong with his mind, something wrong with his behavior
I ain′t wanna go to college, I ain't wanna pick a major
I wanted to get this motherfucking paper, I wanted to shine
So I pull a caper, hogtie and duct tape her
With the money, with the drugs, and with the pounds from Jamaica
Y′all niggas can hate me or love me, even try to judge me
But I'ma be one of a kind, I′ma still shine
Yeah
Let's go to church
Without the choir in the background nigga
Ruger!
You know I motherfucking shine man
Ain′t no disputing that
I know it's haters out here but fuck 'em
We gon′ get to the money on this one
Soowoo to the B gang, G gang
Big Biggs, Mac Balla Brims
Hot Boys, what it do?
Let′s shine on these niggas
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I want a lot more than money and the cars
I want attention and my groupies to be movie stars
Just ask my city, they'll tell you who′s the boss
By any means I get money, don't care who′s involved
The diamonds in my Jacob say the world is mine
Even more motivation for the boy to shine on these niggas
Reaper came knocking, mama said I wasn't there
Sent me a text, didn′t want me to be unprepared
Addicted to the cash, ducking men with a badge
Running from my past got me getting nowhere fast
One foot in the grave, right hand getting paid
Other foot on the block, nice plan on the yay
So now they wanna blast me for it
All the dirt a nigga did, I gotta answer for it
You gotta take a chance for it, get rich eventually
A nigga tryna prosper and skip the penitentiary
Just to shine
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me
Y′all can′t block my shine
It's gon′ come through the clouds regardless
Hahahaha, Ruger
I been shining ever since I was a newborn nigga
Y'all niggas can′t stop this shit
Top Gunnaz is the motherfucking gang
Dipset
Big Biggs
Y'all niggas know I shine
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Get it live or get lined the fuck up
Yeah, Ruger
Yeah
Oh we got to shine baby
That′s right
Say it again baby
Yeah
Uh, let's go to church
Without the crooked preacher though
You know I shine brighter than the biggest diamond from Angola
Ruger!
Yeah
Got more than twenty mouths to feed so I gotta grind
And I′m a natural born star so I gotta shine
Came out the pussy with the money on my mind
My mother got on her knees and said "God, please let my boy shine"
So you know I do that, big money run through that
Ain't no snitch like Nino Brown but I might be a new jack
When will these niggas stop it?
I'm related through blood but they treat me like I′m adopted
Still, still your boy shine
I got good grades ever since a first grader
Nothing wrong with his mind, something wrong with his behavior
I ain′t wanna go to college, I ain't wanna pick a major
I wanted to get this motherfucking paper, I wanted to shine
So I pull a caper, hogtie and duct tape her
With the money, with the drugs, and with the pounds from Jamaica
Y′all niggas can hate me or love me, even try to judge me
But I'ma be one of a kind, I′ma still shine
Yeah
Let's go to church
Without the choir in the background nigga
Ruger!
You know I motherfucking shine man
Ain′t no disputing that
I know it's haters out here but fuck 'em
We gon′ get to the money on this one
Soowoo to the B gang, G gang
Big Biggs, Mac Balla Brims
Hot Boys, what it do?
Let′s shine on these niggas
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I want a lot more than money and the cars
I want attention and my groupies to be movie stars
Just ask my city, they'll tell you who′s the boss
By any means I get money, don't care who′s involved
The diamonds in my Jacob say the world is mine
Even more motivation for the boy to shine on these niggas
Reaper came knocking, mama said I wasn't there
Sent me a text, didn′t want me to be unprepared
Addicted to the cash, ducking men with a badge
Running from my past got me getting nowhere fast
One foot in the grave, right hand getting paid
Other foot on the block, nice plan on the yay
So now they wanna blast me for it
All the dirt a nigga did, I gotta answer for it
You gotta take a chance for it, get rich eventually
A nigga tryna prosper and skip the penitentiary
Just to shine
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me
Y′all can′t block my shine
It's gon′ come through the clouds regardless
Hahahaha, Ruger
I been shining ever since I was a newborn nigga
Y'all niggas can′t stop this shit
Top Gunnaz is the motherfucking gang
Dipset
Big Biggs
Y'all niggas know I shine
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Get it live or get lined the fuck up
Yeah, Ruger
Writer(s): Larry Dodson, Winston Stewart, Harvey Joe Henderson, Allen Alvoid Jones, Jr., Michael Edward Beard, Lloyd Ed Smith, James Alexander, Charles Leonard Allen, Franklin C. Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

