SHINE // CRASH NEBULA

From one human to another I ain't talkin bout no signs shawty, when ya hear me saying that the stars aligned I ain't talkin bout no lime, nigga I'm the light can't you see I'm born to shine Y'all too caught in the likes, the hype, what who think is right, not bright Or maybe more so ill advised. Just give me the light, bitch you keep the shine Uh, uh Give me the light and I'm making a way Passed me the torch, they can't take it away You had a light but it's fading away This generation I'm saving the day All while I'm baked I be taking the cake Life is a gamble, I'm making some shake All in the face of awaiting my fate What should I say? Ain't much to talk about these days Ain't much to smile about these days Ain't much to laugh about these days I just been lapping em these days I been out rapping em these days I just can't fathom shit these days Losing more happiness these days Yeah, yeah Vengeance on my mind For all the times you felt inclined To shit on any affirmations given from the confines of my mind Slow ascension to my prime While I watch you boys decline It's all fine I ain't talkin bout no signs shawty, when ya hear me saying that the stars aligned I ain't talkin bout no lime, nigga I'm the light can't you see I'm born to shine Y'all too caught in the likes, the hype, what who think is right, not bright Maybe more so ill advised. Just give me the light, bitch you keep the shine Uh, uh Give me the light and I'm making a way Passed me the torch, they can't take it away You had a light but it's fading away This generation I'm saving the day All while I'm baked I be taking the cake Life is a gamble, I'm making sum shake All in the face of awaiting my fate Uh, yeah The comp is comedic relief Or maybe it's bringing me grief Asking myself what they hear in the shit that they say cause it really ain't speaking to me Niggas ain't bout half the shit they confessing on wax but it's really no secret to me I want the crown, you can't keep it from me Yeah I can show ya how to shine, light the beam Out at Golden 1, I'm the golden one 1, he's the king Kiss of death, if I ever play my tape. Kiss the ring Name in they mouth, guess it keep em fresh like listerine In the future tell me nigga what you can see? Sorry mama it's still f*ck a degree Why invest in debt for payments that cheap Just to make these petty thousands a weak Barely pay the rent and food that I eat Nepotism wouldn't be so obscene Need a lil light to show how I gleam Can I show you how to get your shine on Got the shawties tellin DJ's turn this up, it's my song Need the label pendant flooded out with every milestone Couldn't call on niggas then so guess who get the dial tone I ain't talkin bout no signs shawty, when ya hear me saying that the stars aligned I ain't talkin bout no lime, nigga I'm the light can't you see I'm born to shine Y'all too caught in the likes, the hype, what who think is right, not bright Maybe more so ill advised. Just give me the light, bitch you keep the shine Uh, uh Give me the light and I'm making a way Passed me the torch, they can't take it away You had a light but it's fading away This generation I'm saving the day All while I'm baked I be taking the cake Life is a gamble, I'm making sum shake All in the face of awaiting my fate Yeah Okay Have you seeing stars like nebula, I crash When I crash, I hop out the whip like let's go get a bag Get the bag. Hit and run, it's not insured when I smash It's a smash, dope inside these raps like I been flipping halves Flippin shit Crash out Crash out Crash out Crash out Crash out Crash out Crash out Crash Niggas say they wanna rap Why would they go and do that They want a piece of the lime, this shit is all mine, they hear to distract I been top of the line time after time with little reacts Put some respect on my craft bitch Most these niggas ain't bout shit Most these bitches ain't bout shit Smokin on killer no Auschwitz New brain dead on my outfit Linked lil shorty like round 6 She want score, this hoe down 6 I came up, ain't been down since I got deep cuts on the link Shawty got an ass like a pic she posing on the sink Money flowing out the back like I'm whippin stolen Brinks Imagine where I'd be if I had given fucks to what you think Have you seeing stars like nebula, I crash When I crash, I hop out the whip like let's go get a bag Get the bag. Hit and run, it's not insured when I smash It's a smash, dope inside these raps like I been flipping halves Flippin shit Crash out Crash out Crash out Crash out Crash out Crash out Crash out Crash