SHiNE

[VERSE 1]
1995 most of us in coffins
Especially if you soft
And take a flick, Ion smile often
Raised around some caution
Peep the flaws, I ain't picture perfect
But I'm far from serpent
Can't convince, you to take a bite of something that be worthless
Cut you off to make a bigger room, especially for improvement
Niggas shocked to see a flower bloom, got 'em looking stupid
I was talking things to real life, they try to misconstrue it
I be fiending for the definition of a man that been through it
I'm a Hawthorne represent, doty block hangin'
Shoutout Leec, with me in the streets, prolly thought we banging
Banging beats, is what we really do, swerve yo' avenue
Flippin' dough, or flippin' up yo hoe, either way it go
We keep it G
Pro Club tee, 14 Karat link
Expensive fragrance, sipping on some tea, while giving her the wink
She think I'm cute and she know I know, but I ain't finna slide
I'm on a mission, you could tag along, if we synchronize

[Chorus]
Keep yo dark energy just know that I'm gon' shine
Sun peeking through the clouds I'm knowing it's gon' shine
Melanin on limo tint I'm knowing it's gon' shine
I'm pushing past the surface level reaching for that shine
Keep yo dark energy just know that I'm gon' shine
Sun peeking through the clouds I'm knowing it's gon' shine
Melanin on limo tint I'm knowing it's gon' shine
I'm pushing past the surface level reaching for that shine

[VERSE 2]
Mister Smith is what they like to call me, with some etiquettes
White folks, tend to judge me quick by my intelligence
Common sense is what they think I lack, till I'm talking back
Talking shit, but with vernacular's they couldn't relate to that
Got you hooked, fishing for ebonics, like the shit was phonics
Fell in love, with the way I sound, shit could be platonic
Mimicry, I appreciate, shows you like my taste
I don't bite, but don't you be a bitch come say it to my face
In my Clints, take a second pose, west west y'all
Niggas like, "what the fuck are those?" Some TRL's dawg
Eleventh grade, I was spitting bars, like the shit was puddles
Got 'em gathered, in the locker room, like I called a huddle
Now they on me like some 80's fiends, "Can I get some more?"
Give 'em samples, like we wholesale, can send it to your door
D Smizzle, that boy hold it down, anchorman Smith
Ten toes, or it's nothing else some stronghold grip

[Chorus]
Keep yo dark energy just know I'm gon' shine
Sun peeking through the clouds, I'm knowing it's gon' shine
Melanin on limo tint I'm knowing it's gon' shine
I'm pushing past the surface level, reaching for that shine
Keep yo dark energy just know I'm gon' shine
Sun peeking through the clouds, I'm knowing it's gon' shine
Melanin on limo tint I'm knowing it's gon' shine
I'm pushing past the surface level, reaching for that shine