Shine

We gonna shine

Whether you rapping or trapping

Self made or just making it happen

We gonna shine

I want a lot

I'm talking about yachts at the docks

I'm hungry for money

Like fiends hungry for rocks

I don't want no props, all I want is my guac

Told mama I'ma get off the block

On the trail to the top

They hate when you flex

Had a bullet proof vest

And the 40 stay cocked

Still dipping for cops

But shit that's life

Pussy, I know my rights

Only look at the bright side

Bank account over flowing like high tides

Old hoes playing I spy, trying to find Billy on oh

Look bitch I'm working selling like a merchant

And I'm taking it global

About to be a mogul

I'm the crack to the beat

The pot is the pro tools

I will not lose, paying my dues while I'm paying myself

Flaming these booths

Not sorry for the mikes that I melt

Five hundred for the belt, two hundred for the boots

But don't pay for no oops

She's getting on all fours

I was in NY knocking on labels doors

Till my intuition told me the world is yours

And I'm going forward

Never looking back

Just going forward

If it ain't about money then I ain't for it

Money motivated and heading towards it and never forfeit

The difference between me and you

You is a quitter and I'm a winner

Buy cars no renters, big spenders

All my **** get medallions and minks for the winter

Minks for the winter

We gonna shine, we gonna shine

We gonna shine, we gonna shine

We gonna shine, we gonna shine

We gonna shine, we gonna shine

I'm about my money

You know I'm all in

For rising to the top

Born to ball and money calling

My pockets full of knots

Love the grind

I love the grind

Love the grind

Yeah we gonna shine, we gonna shine

We gonna shine, uh

I swear an oath to get money and stay away from court rooms

Pray on my **** behind bars get out soon

Single parent home by my mom I was groomed

Streets made me to a young goon

Always keep a street sweeper like a broom

You can fuck with me

And we can make moves

You can go against me

I can make tombs

Sitting on tall stacks

I can bite the moon

Young chicks want to give me the poon

Older women want to give me the nine

Pussy **** want to give me the nine piece

But jersey behind me

That's where you can find me

Growing green like a florist

Hopping out of V's and I floor it

All my **** want to flourish

In one of the richest states with a city labeled the poorest

I'm sure it's not a figment

Got a car that'll match my pigment

Gold flakes that'a all I'm sipping

Shopping sprees like every day Christmas

Yeah a **** love that chicken

Fifties and hundreds it's just different

Yeah a **** love that chicken

Fifties and hundreds it's just different, it's just different

We gonna shine, we gonna shine

We gonna shine, we gonna shine

We gonna shine, we gonna shine

We gonna shine, we gonna shine

I'm about my money

You know I'm all in

For rising to the top

Born to ball and money calling

My pockets full of knots

Love the grind

I love the grind

Love the grind

Yeah we gonna shine, we gonna shine

We gonna shine