Lu Benassi - The Shining (feat. Ounce Diamondz)

Ay yo Wait, give me a second
I didn't pop an addy so my thoughts come in segments
And I don't need no enemies, you haters kinda pleasant
But the way my shit smell, feel like negative repellent
First off, legends in the making pissed off
That's a record mixed and mastered that gon' make us rich, dawg
Feeling like a Frenchie, I can take ya bitch, dawg
Used to have hoop dreams, now I'm balling hip hop
God damn, I'm out of pocket, smoking out a bottle rockets
Filling all her sockets, drag a menace out the closet
Just for profit, doing circles on them, I'ma leave them nauseous
I just lost my train of thought, I think I got a bigger problem
Hold up, what's my name
I'm talking to myself and I think this kid insane
A whore will scope my horoscope and won't forget my name
I'm just trying to get my team another way to better days
Cause we stars, we know the future blinding
I'm racing with my queen, 95 like lightning
I'm not in the hood, on to finer dining
And here comes Johnny, welcome to the shining
Cause we stars, we know the future blinding
I'm racing with my queen, 95 like lightning
I'm not in the hood, on to finer dining
And here comes Johnny, welcome to the shining
Slashing through, triple Z and Lu B on the beat
Coming for your souls cause we really undefeat
And we don't even finish, we just laying down the meat
Cause we coming to our senses, popping bottles in the suite
The city's favorite duo, prove you haters claiming pseudo
Our pockets on the sloppy chicks, they taking all the euros
Smelling on this white girl got me thinking bout the kilos
I'm out to Cancun, bigger bag with mi amigos
And here comes Johnny, welcome to the shining
Welcome to the shining
And here comes Johnny, welcome to the shining
Welcome to the shining
They like what they see and they like how I talk
Florida ass jit cause I limp with a walk
Bitch this is Smith, no I don't tote the Glock
The Glock for the man that don't need a pop
On a hater trying to catch a vapor like a smoke
Keep a heater with a beam and leave your ass poked
Talking all that shit but that shit left you broke
Now the joke is a cloak, dog you shouldn't even spoke
On the decency of a man like me
Recently I done had some bad timing
Cause the frequency came with the bad lighting
Cause you shady and the baby in you keep whining
Cause we stars, we know the future blinding
I'm racing with my queen, 95 like lightning
I'm not in the hood, on to finer dining
And here comes Johnny, welcome to the shining
Cause we stars, we know the future blinding
I'm racing with my queen, 95 like lightning
I'm not in the hood, on to finer dining
And here comes Johnny, welcome to the shining

Written by:
Lucas Benassi Vales Garbo, Osvaldo Segura

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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