"Test My Shine" lyrics

"Test My Shine"

Yeah, blaze it at homie
MNE, back on the motherfucking streets
Oh, reppin' that inside

I feel alive for the first time
You'll be surprised, see a lot of sad faces, ain't you happy?

I survive, got's fresh stone like leaves
Pay my lawyer's fees
Never been on my knees

Not for bitches or for chiefs
Main squeeze is the [?], the stage and lights
And my name on the marquee, shinin' real bright

Got a fight for mine
Nobody givin' up shit, so I take it
Neither my quip, I can't quit

I'ma keep stackin' racks up on racks
And multiply 'til I'm swimmin' in my gold

Wanna try?
Go ahead, I ain't stingy

I want all my people with me
To taste whatever I say

Like, in this life, a luxury
A world of excess

What you got, march success
Money, power, respect
We'll grant you easy access

VIP passes
Love by the masses
I earn all money like you bitches kissin' asses

How many times will they test my son?
I got the cage on my shoulder, gotta take what's mine
You can't see me, if you hear fear me, it can't hurt me, so you can't kill me

How many times will they test my son?
I got the cage on my shoulder, gotta take what's mine
You can't see me, if you hear fear me, it can't hurt me, so you can't kill me

I wanna get back in line
Damn, it must be lunchtime

Do what you do best
Eatin' swallow sunshine

I must be too bright
We give me some shade

They can't afford to let me grow
I might just move away

Or buy my own space
Sober so far I'm the hero

Searchin' out my new plot
Collectin' system payroll

Impaled by my arrow
Ollie Queen with the quiver

Start sittin' zonin'
And I always deliver

For years waitin' in the wings
Watchin' as they do everything

Thirsty for the stage
The mic, and the accolades

Never the trophies
Only certified, homie

Platinum plaques
I wanna fuck with that

Who need to see the gap?

If I'm blasted
I'ma pull it, let it open
And you know somebody catch a bullet

Be a simmerin', bobblin'
Time to boil over

Ain't a chip
It's a motherfuckin' planet on my shoulder

How many times will they test my son?
I got the cage on my shoulder, gotta take what's mine
You can't see me, if you hear fear me, it can't hurt me, so you can't kill me

How many times will they test my son?
I got the cage on my shoulder, gotta take what's mine
You can't see me, if you hear fear me, it can't hurt me, so you can't kill me

I told them once before
You can't hurt me anymore
Still I must let them know
You can't hurt me no more

I told them once before
You can't hurt me anymore
Still I must let them know
You can't hurt me no more

How many times will they test my son?
I got the cage on my shoulder, gotta take what's mine
You can't see me, if you hear fear me, it can't hurt me, so you can't kill me

How many times will they test my son?
I got the cage on my shoulder, gotta take what's mine
You can't see me, if you hear fear me, it can't hurt me, so you can't kill me

How many times will they test my son?
I got the cage on my shoulder, gotta take what's mine
You can't see me, if you hear fear me, it can't hurt me, so you can't kill me


EP: "The Casket Maker" (2016)
Blaze Ya Dead Homie - The Casket Maker EP cover
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