Shyne Po

(UH, UH, SIN)
(UH, UH, SIN)

[Verse]
Everytime I touchdown I put 8 on the board
While y’all sideline watching tryna play with the score
(Look) The weatherman came to report, predicted rain
At the same time she read my mind & felt the pain
The mountain that I climb inspired me to change
Palm beach, I need that all red range
I want my corvette green
Lucky like a lefty I want my seats nestle
The rest of these speculators is speaking outta turn
I never looked at it like y’all was bridges that I burned
Roll me another Grabba I’m bout to let it burn
I used to run home just to listen to the firm
Fucked around & made hope outta jokes
You should gimme’ glory for holes that I poked
Sick in the head boy, My mind on go
Legs strong enough to kick down a wall I’m Tong po
California my lung smoke
My tongue broke
I can’t speak to none of y’all bro!
We ain’t on the same boat
I float, y’all don’t
It’s a new day in the rap game... Shyne Po!

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