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Pi'erre Bourne

SHINE

 

SHINE

(album: King Of The Hill - 2014)


Just relax
Before your mind
Take some time, grow some weed
Cook some food, get something to eat
Do anything, find your peace
Find your peace
Peace of mind
Find your peace of mind

I like you
Bad bitch that's 5'2
3, 4
And I know (Yeah)
I'm just being trill
I like you
Bad bitch that's 5'2
3, 4
And I know
When you come, panties dropping to the floor
Aye, let's go
Fuck talking shit, come roll
Fuck talking shit, come roll 'cause I ain't got time for this I gotta go
I gotta session at 3 am at the studio
You don't believe me come and roll
You don't believe me roll
You don't believe me come and roll

I just wanna make beats all day
I just wanna make beats all day, yeah
All day, yeah
And put my problems in a safe, yeah
I just wanna make beats all day
I just wanna make beats all day, yeah
All day, yeah
And put my problems in a safe, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga, you better talk to me like a grown man
If you can't, fuck out my face since you don't understand
I'm the one to blame since your life fucked up
I feel like the president, you got life fucked up (You do)
You negotiate, they just gonna hate
They ain't gonna make they mind up, even when the time'll continuously remind us
Rolling up another swisher just to free my mind up
We ain't slaves with no money so being broke behind us
Me and my niggas grinders
Bitch, I'm making diamonds
I'm a motherfucking descendant of a Mayan
So, if we talking numbers, my nigga, don't try me
Do I look like I really wanna be bothered?
Yeah, nigga, don't try me
My niggas come rob you
My niggas come find you
If I hack your e-mail, my nigga, I can find you
I swear to God

I just wanna make beats all day
I just wanna make beats all day, yeah
All day, yeah
And put my problems in a safe, yeah
I just wanna make beats all day
I just wanna make beats all day, yeah
All day, yeah
And put my problems in a safe, yeah
I just wanna make beats all day
I just wanna make beats all day, yeah
All day, yeah
And put my problems in a safe, yeah
I just wanna make beats all day
All day, yeah
And put my problems in a safe, yeah
I just wanna make beats all day
I just wanna make beats all day, yeah
All day, yeah
And put my problems in a safe, yeah

done

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