Cover art for Shine by King Los
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Shine Lyrics

[Hook]
That paper my chauffeur yea that money drive me
Nigga 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 fucking paper
I'm shinning on them niggas, 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 fucking paper

[Verse 1: Los]
Still tell these niggas I'm gone, man I'm zoning and flying
But homie dont get me wrong I still roam with the lions
That mofucker on chrome im into ownin and buyin
All white with the red top call it conan obrien
I was almost to the top when a nigga 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 Ima bogart for ya whole card
In my hood I go ham now a nigga gettin chauffeured
Screamin look ma no hannnnds 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
Niggas mad cuz my swag high as a blimp
I guess you can call that a good year boy
And im comin for the top cuz im one of the best
Cool as a tropic breeze and my watch like a cop wit a gun
And a vest that motherfuckers talkin bout freeze
And im stylin on yo ass walkin in these kanye sneakers
And I dont mean followin his path (louis)
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Phil Ade]
Ain't no games the more I raise the bar
Haters hate I ain't phased at all
These niggas, nah they ain't next to mine
I'm electrifying, I ain't tased at all
Break an O down and blaze it all
Break your ho down and skate to the mall
Got a Black bitch, white bitch, but tonight I'm feeling like an Asian broad
Fast living, fast women, work for mine ain't no cash given
Shit ain't cool I split on school
No time for bull and your ass Pippin
Your ass trippin', what you thinking
Wrong move have your ass planking
Well connected, well respected
If you want a scene than we'll direct it
I swear this game is a movie but these new niggas don't move me
Busting gats, hustle crack, swear these raps ain't cool G
Yeah coogie raps, Big Poppa and the uzi strap
That's rapid fire get on the ground. feeling low so its on now
Ridin round in my hood, looking clean as I should
From Riverdale To Rockville, they got Phil I'm good
From a state you ain't heard of man
Murder land but guns sure to blam
Keep it together when you around my state
Royal Fam man the crown ain't safe

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