Shy Lyrics

Shy

Ain't no need in checking for mine

Baby told me that she love me she lying

Baby told me that she love me she lying

Man I need that Testa Rosa jet black

With the heated coasters

I'm a show them boys how to ride

I'm a show them boys how to ride

Ain't no telling what I got on, I'm fly

I spend too much to give two fucks, I'm that guy

I was raised around that pressure

I'm a human diamond tester

Like a flawless diamond bae, I'm gon' shine

You know I'm still shinin

Seein' straight through it like clear diamonds

Had to quit sellin' that Frankie Lyman

Fiends was dyin', my audible mean

And that automobile sittin' so clean

Niggas like, how you get that I invest in my dreams

I make somethin' out of nothin

I smell like I look, don't I

My whole family on point, a couple of us, some goners

They said, Coso, where you been

My boy, I moved to Tacoma

And don't ask me what I'm smokin', bitch

It smell the aroma

I spent the grip to put some lenses on

I still can't see through em

I remember everybody's face

Now watch how I do em

I hit Detroit like a piston

Then came home in a Buick

I hear you talkin' bout that money

But with me, you gotta prove it

This more than music

Shoot you on Valentine's Day

Like I'm Cupid

These niggas stupid

With the cool crowds, you look like a doofus

I'm a nuisance

Every time I pop a tag, I'm abusive

Two-steppin' on these niggas

I got the spirit of Yusef

R.I.P. Yu

Ain't no nigga checkin' for mine

Ain't no nigga checkin' for mine

Baby told me that she love me

She lying

Baby told me that she love me

She lying

Man, I need that Tesla Rossa jet black

With the heated coasters

I'ma show them boys how to ride

I'ma show them boys how to ride

Ain't no tellin' what I got on

I'm fly

I'm fly

I spend too much to get two fucks

I'm that guy

That guy

I was raised around that pressure

I'm a human diamond tester

Like a flawless diamond bae

I'm gone shine

Sippin' sake like the man

I'm at Osaka, Japan denim

I know you a fan

Shit, I'm a fan of real niggas

Boy, we all we got

So ain't no nigga playin' with us

And we don't eat pork

But you know we keep that ham with us

And don't come around me faking

And actin' real when you not

We out here gettin' paper

You on the sideline watchin

I'm steady mobbin' on these niggas

I don't give a fuck about they feelings

Praise Allah

I woke up this morning

And made me a killin

I'm in my bag

I had to cut off some niggas

I love that shit, hurted

You crossed me when I held you down

And did it on purpose

Ain't nobody checkin' for fake niggas

You move like you nervous

FYI Stewart and Calhoun

Got a discount on hearses

I grew up around some serpents

So I wear snakeskin sneakers

Taylor made my linen laid

So I got the game of a preacher

I wasn't servin' when I had a beeper

But I cook dope in a beaker

You gotta follow after somethin

Cause everybody ain't no leader

That's on the mob

Ain't no niggas checkin' for mine

Ain't no niggas checkin' for mine

Baby told me that she love me

She lying

Baby told me that she love me

She lying

Man I need that Testerosa jet black

With the heated coasters

I'ma show them boys how to ride

I'ma show them boys how to ride

Ain't no tellin' what I got on

I'm fly

I'm fly

It's spent too much to get two fucks

I'm that guy

I'm that guy

I was raised around that pressure

I'm a human diamond tester

Like a flawless diamond bae

I'm gold shine

I'm gold shine

I'm gold shine