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Life Of A Shinner
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Ybs Skola
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I heard the streets said they been waitin' on me to come back with that heat Life of a shiner, I stay in designer Chained to the city, can't hit the Bahamas Still gon' get rich, I put that on my mama Bitch you keep hatin' but don't want no drama Everywhere I go, still go with llama When I wake up I do got it in my pajamas I heard the streets said they been waitin' on me to come back with that heat Life of a shiner, I stay in designer Chained to the city, can't hit the Bahamas Still gon' get rich, I put that on my mama Bitch you keep hatin' but don't want no drama Everywhere I go, still go with llama When I wake up I do got it in my pajamas Skola how them diamond chains hit like that? custom joints VV In LA in a Wraith and I'm still on E Shout out to my niggas gettin' to the VV You can ask around, man I keep shit G Name a young nigga really do it like me Bust down the Rollie and I got AP I ain't even gonna mention what I made off D Bet you she like my persona Play you, you know you a goner I feel like buyin' new chains I feel like buyin' new rings I'll probably cop me a Range YBS havin' them things I do not f*ck with you lames Some shit just never will change Right now I can't leave the state Hopefully ASAP it change I gotta get to them bands I gotta get to my fans Nothin' can kill my success The streets really know who the best I put in that work and I grinded Now every day I can flex I heard the streets said they been waitin' on me to come back with that heat Life of a shiner, I stay in designer Chained to the city, can't hit the Bahamas Still gon' get rich, I put that on my mama Bitch you keep hatin' but don't want no drama Everywhere I go, still go with llama When I wake up I do got it in my pajamas I heard the streets said they been waitin' on me to come back with that heat Life of a shiner, I stay in designer Chained to the city, can't hit the Bahamas Still gon' get rich, I put that on my mama Bitch you keep hatin' but don't want no drama Everywhere I go, still go with llama When I wake up I do got it in my pajamas I walked right in that Louis store, spent twenty racks on Louis Spoil him like baby boy, he got white hoes tryna sue me I'm so glad that that f*ckin' cop ain't shoot me when he booked me Shit could've been way worse, so glad I ain't in a hearse I dropped down on my knees and thanked God I can spit this verse And hug my baby boy, and buy him all them toys He bring me all the joy, I'm makin' all the noise I'm puttin' on for the city, got bad hoes tryna get with me But she only tryna get some designer The trenches, they know we the shiners Stay in LA, the designers Chillin' somewhere you can't find us Clarity stones is the finest With dime pieces you ain't seen And ain't nobody on that broke shit 'Cause everybody got green, bitch I heard the streets said they been waitin' on me to come back with that heat Life of a shiner, I stay in designer Chained to the city, can't hit the Bahamas Still gon' get rich, I put that on my mama Bitch you keep hatin' but don't want no drama Everywhere I go, still go with llama When I wake up I do got it in my pajamas I heard the streets said they been waitin' on me to come back with that heat Life of a shiner, I stay in designer Chained to the city, can't hit the Bahamas Still gon' get rich, I put that on my mama Bitch you keep hatin' but don't want no drama Everywhere I go, still go with llama When I wake up I do got it in my pajamas
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