Shine On

[Intro]
Yea
It's The Author
When I rap I tell my story
[Chorus]
I know they was happy when I fell off my feet
They thought I wouldn't rise again
But 1Way he clever, I'm back and I'm better tell them niggas try again
I said it's my time it wasn't my time but, fuck it it's time again
I'm ready to pop it, I'm ready to win, I'm ready to shine again
And shine on
I'm in my bag, got my grind on
These niggas bitches, can't ride along
All of my niggas gone step on something
Yea, yea yea real steppers
I had told mama that imma do better so imma keep shining no matter the weathеr
[Verse 1]
Now I gotta stay down & run up this chedder
I'm stuck with lil Manman, he walk with that mеtal
Gotta go hard, I can't let up
If I get caught I ain't writing no letter
Can't fw him cause I heard he a teller
Lil bitch ass boy
Imma get all of us rich with my voice
I was downbad nigga, didn't have a choice
Always on 10 nigga, know I'm on point
Eat on that pussy, that lil shit was moist
Can't wait for the day when I hop of the royce
Slide with lil Trey, know he shooting for points
I'll get a fuck nigga whacked with a point
Yall knew I'm the hardest ain't gotta prove points
Fuck it, we ain't gotta talk at all
My niggas sliding lil nigga it's only one call, one call then they dropping em off


[Chorus]
I know they was happy when I fell off my feet
They thought I wouldn't rise again
But 1Way he clever, I'm back and I'm better tell them niggas try again
I said it's my time it wasn't my time but, fuck it it's time again
I'm ready to pop it, I'm ready to win, I'm ready to shine again
And shine on
I'm in my bag, got my grind on
These niggas bitches, can't ride along
All of my niggas gone step on something
Yea, yea yea real steppers
I had told mama that imma do better so imma keep shining no matter the weather
[Verse 2]
Yea!
10 toes down rain, sleet or snow
No I can't fold
I can fold up you know imma stick to the code, That's not cuz I'm real that's just how it go
But fuck it, life goes on
We strapped up like G.I Joe, ain't saving no hoe ain't no ride home
With the gang pulling up in a 4 x 4
Woah
Step Chanaenae, woah
Freaky ass bitch want a play date, no
Slatt, Manman he'll wipe your nose
If it ain't bout money then I gotta go
I got some niggas who went down the road
I got some niggas who beat up the bowl
And fuck a deal, I ain't selling my soul
Nah, nigga I'm not one of those


[Chorus]
I know they was happy when I fell off my feet
They thought I wouldn't rise again
But 1Way he clever, I'm back and I'm better tell them niggas try again
I said it's my time it wasn't my time but, fuck it it's time again
I'm ready to pop it, I'm ready to win, I'm ready to shine again
And shine on
I'm in my bag, got my grind on
These niggas bitches, can't ride along
All of my niggas gone step on something
Yea, yea yea real steppers
I had told mama that imma do better so imma keep shining no matter the weather