SHINE (feat. KYL)

Niggas told me it will be alright When I put it down and get my soul right Granny told me baby take yo time Don’t let them niggas take yo shine Don’t let em steal yo joy anymore Please don’t let em steal yo joy Civil unrest Got that blow like Funk flex Don’t let me get high Niggas might catch contact Mic check one two When I drop Bitch it’s a bomb threat Leave the beat unconscious Two hoes one cup I’m cutthroat Hear this shit through the grapevine And when yo time is money It’s so easy to make time I make lines That make niggas wanna make hate crimes And fake niggas catch a body End up on dateline And you can see it in my dna I let the k shine and smack niggas I’m back nigga Fat nigga like my pockets Young rich black nigga Hoes on a nigga gettin hard to stop it Hard den a bitch I don’t mean that boy on the Rockets Damn this nigga spittin Rappin on the shit one take Just skip the intermission When I started rappin Yea a nigga was hit and missin But now I’m hittin bitches Like that nigga that did Ignition Civil unrest Got that blow that gun tech Gave y’all niggas two classics What the f*ck y'all want next Niggas said I wouldn’t make it That ain’t get me upset Cuz 2021 y’all niggas finna see I’m up next It’s alright When I put it down and get my soul right Granny told me baby take yo time Don’t let them niggas take yo shine Don’t let em steal yo joy anymore Please don’t let em steal yo joy Civil unrest Blew my stimulus check Where most niggas go broke Tryna get a Patek Where most niggas sell dope Or they die on the set F*ck that I buss back until everyone dead I’m seeing red and blue flashing Crips and bloods round the corner You from the set then you flagging Uncle Sam collect dollars And got yo revenue taxing Fake bitches gon say they fucked Just to get a few captions Fake niggas gon say they want beef Just get a few caskets The ones that got yo back Gon end up tryna stab you in it They say they wanna see you make it But they be glad you didn’t It’s power in pussy That type of shit’ll have you trippin Just know everything that come with Fuckin round with the baddest bitches What goes around comes around My karma was bad intentions Blowin money on hoes then like Klarna They stack the interest Where girls in high school was skippin class For a bathroom visit Where niggas don’t know ABC’s But really good mathematicians Niggas told me it will be alright When I put it down and get my soul right Granny told me baby take yo time Don’t let them niggas take yo shine Don’t let em steal yo joy anymore Please don’t let em steal yo Still still