Pressure on my shoulder, weight of world, man
The world ain't feel me
But put this on my life, I'ma shine this year
When you down bad, man, they love to call you broke
But when they see your wins, it give the whole hood hope, ay
Why you hate on him, man, you must be doin' dope, hm
When they try to box you out, you kick the f*ckin' door in
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Why is you so nosy, tellin' everyone you know shit?
Wait until you pull up to the show, you ain't on no list
Ooh, I feel so blessed just to share this, ooh
Last year was ridin' careless in Paris, ooh
Call up, they say the club finna hit cap, f*ck it
We know the owner finna come through in the back runnin'
Just pulled up, he and me, but believe me, it's more comin'
Across the room, she eyein' me, and honestly, she is stunnin'
Ooh, ya'll'll still take a bag to keep the bitch runnin'
Still grindin' like there ain't no bag and we ain't did nothin'
Still know we good, still know we go, still got a way to go
They got a hand in every plate, don't let 'em play with you
Pressure on my shoulder, weight of world, man
The world ain't feel me
But put this on my life, I'ma shine this year
When you down bad, man, they love to call you broke
But when they see your wins, it give the whole hood hope, ay
Why you hate on him, man, you must be doin' dope, hm
When they try to box you out, you kick the f*ckin' door in
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Why is you so nosy, tellin' everyone you know shit?
Wait until you pull up to the show, you ain't on no list
Ooh, I feel so blessed just to share this, ooh
Last year was ridin' careless in Paris, ooh
Ooh, I gotta shout out all my haters
You the reason why I had to run it up, get this paper
I had to grind and prove it to myself, 'cause wa'n't nobody else listenin'
Worry 'bout myself and get that ill up out my system, man
I can't have my piece on the lease, I need to own that
You fine as hell, I wanna rock your bell, but where your dome at?
All these plans I got, I need to expand to fold shit
Run up these O's fast, you gotta know that
Pressure on my shoulder, weight of world, man
The world ain't feel me
But put this on my life, I'ma shine this year
When you down bad, man, they love to call you broke
But when they see your wins, it give the whole hood hope, ay
Why you hate on him, man, you must be doin' dope, hm
When they try to box you out, you kick the f*ckin' door in
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Childish Major - Shine Lyrics
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Pressure on my shoulder, weight of world, man
The world ain't feel me
But put this on my life, I'ma shine this year
When you down bad, man, they love to call you broke
But when they see your wins, it give the whole hood hope, ay
Why you hate on him, man, you must be doin' dope, hm
When they try to box you out, you kick the f*ckin' door in
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Why is you so nosy, tellin' everyone you know shit?
Wait until you pull up to the show, you ain't on no list
Ooh, I feel so blessed just to share this, ooh
Last year was ridin' careless in Paris, ooh
Call up, they say the club finna hit cap, f*ck it
We know the owner finna come through in the back runnin'
Just pulled up, he and me, but believe me, it's more comin'
Across the room, she eyein' me, and honestly, she is stunnin'
Ooh, ya'll'll still take a bag to keep the bitch runnin'
Still grindin' like there ain't no bag and we ain't did nothin'
Still know we good, still know we go, still got a way to go
They got a hand in every plate, don't let 'em play with you
Pressure on my shoulder, weight of world, man
The world ain't feel me
But put this on my life, I'ma shine this year
When you down bad, man, they love to call you broke
But when they see your wins, it give the whole hood hope, ay
Why you hate on him, man, you must be doin' dope, hm
When they try to box you out, you kick the f*ckin' door in
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Why is you so nosy, tellin' everyone you know shit?
Wait until you pull up to the show, you ain't on no list
Ooh, I feel so blessed just to share this, ooh
Last year was ridin' careless in Paris, ooh
Ooh, I gotta shout out all my haters
You the reason why I had to run it up, get this paper
I had to grind and prove it to myself, 'cause wa'n't nobody else listenin'
Worry 'bout myself and get that ill up out my system, man
I can't have my piece on the lease, I need to own that
You fine as hell, I wanna rock your bell, but where your dome at?
All these plans I got, I need to expand to fold shit
Run up these O's fast, you gotta know that
Pressure on my shoulder, weight of world, man
The world ain't feel me
But put this on my life, I'ma shine this year
When you down bad, man, they love to call you broke
But when they see your wins, it give the whole hood hope, ay
Why you hate on him, man, you must be doin' dope, hm
When they try to box you out, you kick the f*ckin' door in
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
The world ain't feel me
But put this on my life, I'ma shine this year
When you down bad, man, they love to call you broke
But when they see your wins, it give the whole hood hope, ay
Why you hate on him, man, you must be doin' dope, hm
When they try to box you out, you kick the f*ckin' door in
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Why is you so nosy, tellin' everyone you know shit?
Wait until you pull up to the show, you ain't on no list
Ooh, I feel so blessed just to share this, ooh
Last year was ridin' careless in Paris, ooh
Call up, they say the club finna hit cap, f*ck it
We know the owner finna come through in the back runnin'
Just pulled up, he and me, but believe me, it's more comin'
Across the room, she eyein' me, and honestly, she is stunnin'
Ooh, ya'll'll still take a bag to keep the bitch runnin'
Still grindin' like there ain't no bag and we ain't did nothin'
Still know we good, still know we go, still got a way to go
They got a hand in every plate, don't let 'em play with you
Pressure on my shoulder, weight of world, man
The world ain't feel me
But put this on my life, I'ma shine this year
When you down bad, man, they love to call you broke
But when they see your wins, it give the whole hood hope, ay
Why you hate on him, man, you must be doin' dope, hm
When they try to box you out, you kick the f*ckin' door in
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Why is you so nosy, tellin' everyone you know shit?
Wait until you pull up to the show, you ain't on no list
Ooh, I feel so blessed just to share this, ooh
Last year was ridin' careless in Paris, ooh
Ooh, I gotta shout out all my haters
You the reason why I had to run it up, get this paper
I had to grind and prove it to myself, 'cause wa'n't nobody else listenin'
Worry 'bout myself and get that ill up out my system, man
I can't have my piece on the lease, I need to own that
You fine as hell, I wanna rock your bell, but where your dome at?
All these plans I got, I need to expand to fold shit
Run up these O's fast, you gotta know that
Pressure on my shoulder, weight of world, man
The world ain't feel me
But put this on my life, I'ma shine this year
When you down bad, man, they love to call you broke
But when they see your wins, it give the whole hood hope, ay
Why you hate on him, man, you must be doin' dope, hm
When they try to box you out, you kick the f*ckin' door in
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Say you used to know me, give a f*ck about an old friend
Writer: Markus Randle, MARKUS ALANDRUS RANDLE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network