Yeah
It's Young Lowe
Let's get it
[Verse 1]
Diamonds on wrist look like a light show
When you come up in the room, You know my wrist gone light though
Loose sleets on my feet, looking like they night glow
And you cannot hate on the reason that they might though, I go
Harder than these soft as n***as, I might need to pull that trigger
I turn up on every beat I get on you can't even top me
I go so hard I'm Rocky, I ball hard no Koby
These n***as talking a lot in mouth, let's see if they're going to stop me
I want to see if they can block me
But I'm running too fast
I go so, so hard, that I might just put you in the gra**
Let's turn up, let's get it, let's spit that heat
And all these n***as want to hate on me
[Hook]
Turn't out and I'm burnt out
These rap n***as, I ain't worried about them
I'm just trying to shine, I'm just trying to shine
I'm just trying to shine, I'm just trying to shine
We turn't out and we burnt out
These rap n***as, we ain't worried about them
We just trying to shine, We just trying to shine
We just trying to shine, We just trying to shine
[Verse 2]
I'm just trying to shine, I'm just trying to grind
I'm just trying to get this money then I run
n***as want to hate I got them tommy guns
n***as want to hate I got them tommy bombs
F.O.E the click put that on everything
You know we go hard, put that on everything
All of us savage, don't care about anything
Married to the streets, no wedding rings
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Got a lot of money, cause my hard working
If you talk about the fam, we start merking
We don't care about nothing, yeah we're savage n***as
Snap-back game, hot and average n***a
And they hate ball like the Mavericks n***a
All my young n***as, they be pulling triggers
All my shoes fresh to d**h you need a coffin
And I catch a lot of air I'm Tony Hawking
[Hook]
Let's get it
Woo
I got patron in my cup and I don't really give a f**
I got lean in my cup and I don't really give a f**