Shine

[Verse 1] Bitches all over ya cuz the game chose ya Maintain your composure know what your rolling for In the lane like a bowling ball In the gutter like a bowling ball Selling bars in the chocolate wall In the car playing Stacey Lavi song Job well done like a steak on the floor rug Day hoe what ya say? Back seat of the Bentley stage coach Hearts and Carriage bitch Don't get embarrassed All ill advised, this year [?] Hurt my standards Iron lungs on the bong or the chalice Bring it on where its at Stand in the zone when I rap like cooking the zone Now the realest rap when you made crack Matter fact I feal this shit its so real Every beat I eat like it's my last fucking meal Spit that shit make you feel so rich Cash me a card against all party in my backyard Done worked hard for it and I got rewarded But these niggas rather clap at me than applaud me Want a nigga rep tarnished, but a nigga name flawless Stainless not a scratch on it Gorgeous, as that tall amazon standing by that race car Wonder who she waitin' on Its the Don, bitch