[Intro]
Shine your light on me
My mum prays that her fifth-born stays outta the box
My ex girl wants my face outta the blogs
She's tryna move on but MadeYouThink posts, me, UK... (Shine your light on me)
Cool
From a munchkin, run a check, I stayed out on the block
We ain't playing rounders; we had eight rounds in the mop (Mikey Joe made this)
Cool, yeah
[Verse 1]
My mum prays that her fifth-born stays outta the box
My ex girl wants my face outta the blogs
She's tryna move on but MadeYouThink posts, me, UKL posts me
Shadeborough best not
From a munchkin, run a check, I stayed out on the block
We ain't playin' rounders; wе had eight rounds in the bop
You think this rap shit's 8-Mile, but it's not
Cah' likе my opps, I'm just waiting for Dave's album to drop
And then my faith is restored
See, I never thought this rap ting would make me this bored
Fuck a MOBO, I think I need a bravery award
Cuz I sat inside that traphouse from May until Aug'
And then May until May, now they hate to endorse
It's cuz I stepped into this game and I'm making things awks
Cuz this is greatness, of course
They had my name on them doors, I want my name up in Forbes
I'm not a gamer, I'm just gaming up whores
I don't wifey none
They told me get an Instagram baddie, it might be fun
I'm in the crib with this girl, is this lightie dumb?
Them highlights in her hair ain't as good as her IG ones
Too many hoes in this crib, it's like 5v1
Jump out on them opps, I don't care if it's 5v1
No truce, I kill 10 of you, then it might be done
When there's millions, and I'm catching a flight with mum
I might just look at Jesse like, we won
[Chorus]
Please shine your light on me
My bredrins, don't let them die on me
Protect them and don't let them glide on me
Shine your light on me
[Verse 2]
I went from big shotta, now this bread's legal
Oh, that's your bird? I've had her spread eagle
Anxiety, so I'll come out when there's less people
Kidnap gang members, it feels less evil
Nah, I'm chattin' shit, I'll whatever to get equal
I suck breast, give a fuck if I get recalled
If they kill me, it'll go down as an assassination
And they'll treat me like I'm the dead Beatle
Send your little soldier boy, the glizzy will Superman him
I ain't got beef with my man, he's super fannin'
I don't really care if the lad's in the Uber, ram him
I've been waitin' on him for years, I'm due to tan him
I'm humble with the wins cuz I ain't really used to braggin'
How you gonna snitch, little bitch, when you knew the pattern?
Get rich, your guys'll probably switch, it's due to happen
Weary of my friends cah' you saw the way Judas... (Shine your light on me)
[Chorus]
Please shine your light on me
My bredrins, don't let them die on me
Protect them and don't let them glide on me
Shine your light on me
[Outro]
Yeah