0 143 0
Needs Transcribing - Song here! [Verse 1] I'm the maestro, you up in the stands You should clap your hands when I orchestrate Running ice so put it in my hands I'll take you to the land that the coaches pray for Dreamville, my team so ill that all make heat and we all get paid for it Rock stages and back stage it was your dream girl she gone wait for us Two years ago Cole told me bro you gonna blow, just wait for it So I hone my craft, wasn't a forward of cash Put my heart of wax I was made for it Then I wrote a track and he f**ed with that And we shot a vid and he paid for it It's that organic me and rappers, me and them not the same story I traveled the atlas before I was rapping The king was what my parents raised for Lost in the traffic but my city [?] Started trap just to pay for it A pair of new kicks, hoes stay at my wrist Didn't impress all them chicks that I craved for Now I don't even need to say sh** b**h need I say more? (nah) This my personal life this a personal right You can turn from the light then shine on n***as like a baby at birth Just peeped this first bit of life Right [Bridge] Shine, Shine Shine, Shine [Verse 2] Can't block it where the [?] clips?