Shine - Childish Major

Pressure on my shoulder, weight of world, man

Man the world ain’t fair

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, ayy

Why you hate on him, man, you must be doin' dope, hm

When they try to box you out, you kick the fuckin' door in

Say you used to know me, give a fuck about an old friend

Say you used to know me, give a fuck about an old friend

Why is you so nosy, tellin' everyone you know shit?

We gon' tell 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, fuck 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, yeah I’ll steal her, take a bag to keep the beats 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 yours

Pressure on my shoulder, weight of world, man

Man the world ain’t fair

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, ayy

Why you hate on him, man, you must be doin' dope, hmm

When they try to box you out, you kick the fuckin' door in

Say you used to know me, give a fuck about an old friend

Say you used to know me, give a fuck about an old friend

Why is you so nosy, tellin' everyone you know shit?

We gon' tell 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 (Yeah), you gotta know that (Yeah)

Pressure on my shoulder, weight of world, man

Man the world ain’t fair

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, ayy

Why you hate on him, man, you must be doin' dope, hmm

When they try to box you out, you kick the fuckin' door in

Say you used to know me, give a fuck about an old friend

Say you used to know me, give a fuck about an old—