Shine

Relax, mothefucka Real rap uh [Verse 1: Chevy Woods] I used to have dreams of that Q45, not the 2-door Hatin’ ass niggas, this is way before I knew y’all Bitch niggas rupaul, 38 screw off Newest park legend where a nigga learn to shoot ball All alone, still I kept the G, they knocked my crew off Work for you, please man, who done made you boss? Moms plate topless, she was missin’ hella dishes Always wonder why the coffee pot above the kitchen They know Biggie kept a semi with a story to tell Hand to hand they makin’ up they bed, it’s more than they sell I’m just a call away my nigga, I’m a Taylor you know We gettin’ money if we say it’s green, know I’mma go That’s why they hatin’ on me Cuz I did it on my own That’s why they hatin’ on me Cuz I grind it, now I’m shinnin’ That’s why they hatin’ on me Cuz that money stay on my mind That’s why they hatin’ on me Cuz I grind it, now I’m shinnin’, it’s my timin’ [Verse 2: Chevy Woods] Man, I had to wake up and get it myself Get my own connect and have my own heat on my belt So fuck a hand out, I knew to go get it myself Now the same ones who was hatin’ want to give me help I just tell ‘em I’m cool, matter fact I don’t rap Not for you niggas who ain’t help me get where I’m at I’m just keepin’ it real, let you tell that I’m fake Cuz I be runnin’ for that money, you ain’t in the race Yea this ballin’ is necessary, my nigga I can’t lie You suckers be hitchhiking, labels lookin’ for rides Let me tell you something, that’s with everything aside I'll have them niggas at your door, ‘bout this Taylor Gang or die That’s why they hatin’ on me Cuz I did it on my own That’s why they hatin’ on me Cuz I grind it, now I’m shinnin’ That’s why they hatin’ on me Cuz that money stay on my mind That’s why they hatin’ on me Cuz I grind it, now I’m shinnin’, it’s my timin’