Слова:
Y T Shine On

diggin? my style, my swag, my suede, my swerve My way with words, the Boys absurd for sure You can?t fall ?til my aura call I make miracles like I walked on water What you want mama? Order, it?s on

me Come on, roll with me We can put the top down on the highway and feel the breeze We can feel the breeze Baby we can kiss the sky, don't matter if

hero (uh huh) I'ma break 'fore I lay on the floor buried besides, every rapper ain't a star, and every plaid ain't Burberry (uh huh) You can't tame Lloyd

Sittin on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a bomb on it Sunday we layin

Suckers suffocating till their faces turn blue You don't have a clue of the proper number of my crew How we shoot the spit-shine on niggas like a pair

ain't you, She ain't me When she dance she feels free Which makes her feel like the only one (the only one) But the light shines on (hey) I told her

at the very top You shitted on me on your way up It's 'bout to be a scary drop Cause what goes up must come down You going down on something you don't

have when I pull up in that light thing (yeah), I put a hurtin' on, I got the curtains drawn, whoever ain't gettin' sh-ted on, I'm squirtin' on, I'm in

Alot of y'all won't feel me, but some of y'all do I'll move at least a half a mill of this before I'm through That ain't the most, but I've done this