Kane is in the building n***a
assholes wearin' white gold
It's too smart to lease cars,
nigga, all my shit paid for
And why should I rent a house
when I can buy it and write it
Makin' my Florida home for the summer,
round wintertime, just rent it out
See, I ain't none of them
who ride around on rent -a -rams
Who chained on the weekend
and flogged in his mama bed
See, when I hit the scene,
ain't name a nigga like me
What kind of shit you on?
Wearin' them fuckin' rhinestones
Them two is a pony and some,
them ain't fuckin' diamonds
and get game green at dawn
over some motherfuckin' slums
And it ain't real, well, it's copper
Huh, you shouldn't have paid it
Twenty grand for a diamond chain
that's fuckin' gold -plated
Ha, tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't nice, dawg
I shine like a lighthouse
you and you and night style
I shine like a lighthouse
nigga got them thangs out
Real niggas do real things,
Trick hit me on the cell,
know I got to make a sale
Find myself in dead county,
nigga, movin' pounds of bail
So fresh, so bright with the ice,
nigga, you can lose your life
Playin' with the bright lights, yeah
Khaled got my back, I'm strapped,
Doin' it big, poppin' bottles,
Black hammers, black ice,
For a cheap price, nigga,
that cut'll get your mind right
Quick cash, money, young money,
shot callin' on them bitches
and some cars on them bitches
Tuck, tuck that ice in, you,
Tuck, that ice in, I shine like a lighthouse
I shine like a lighthouse
you and you ain't nice though
I shine like a lighthouse
you and you ain't nice though
I shine like a lighthouse
the difference between my eyes and his
See my shit blind and his shit
cause that shit ain't real
they fruity pebbles just like Flintstones
And he had his rollie on,
but I ain't even noticed his arm
And I think I heard his shit tickin'
Aw man, this nigga trippin'
See we poppin' bottles, smokin' booga
At Yaki, big thangs with fat pockets
Infestin' small lady towns
Shakin', makin' and breakin' it down
cause we got that top product
cause Johnson got that best powder
We gettin' money, haulin',
goin' home for five -fives,
real fuckin' street ballin'
I've been to five troubles
but I'm on the right path
At this rate, I could sell a slab outta hell
you and you ain't nice, though
I shine like a lighthouse
you and you ain't nice, though
I shine like a lighthouse
you and you ain't nice, though
I shine like a lighthouse
seeing you and you and night style
I shine like a lighthouse