(What are you going to sing, Miss LaVon?)
(Singing in the rain)
(Singing in the rain)

They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
Like, huh

Young sinner boy
Real shit isn't for the charts
Knocked it out the park
Came out when it's darker
I got a chrome bezel on this heart
I think the money tearin' us apart
Part
I got one,
All they want is smoke,
'Til they choke up
Now they're losing a lung
Visions since I was young
You like to lie,
I like to lie in the money, and make it
You makin' it up
I'm still in the club,
You made a song about mixing' up mud
Now he got a clot is his blood

They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
Like,

Maxed out, credit card
(Spaz out)
Mag out, mask on
(Trap house)
Uh
Do it by the numbers
There's safety in numbers
And girl, we're together
Delete all those numbers
I don't really trust him, get back under covers
I loved you, we ended up hating each other
She's a fuckin' fan
She will fuck for bands
Fall for me?
Well she fuckin' can't
No time on my hands
So I dance, just got back from France
Might go to Japan when I land
3301 without a doubt,
What is you sayin'?
I cannot fall back even though she bad
I slide two percs into my glass
Fuck what I said in the past
I've been off the drugs
I've been awful bad
I've been riding way too close to the wrong path

They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
Like-

Yes, of course, like
(Shine no more)
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
(See me shine no more)
Yes, of course
(Shine no more)
Uh
Uh
Yeah

Shoot for course
Five course meal, of course
18 hole golf courses
Baby rich, made in Rich'
Run the news, said "Fuck all y'all sources!"
Jumping' out of M3s
Y'all rentin' Bentleys
And takin' pics for IG's
Posted up in the streets
Lacin' the bald Forces
3301 we got multiple bitches for each of us,
Look like we all Mormon (Okay)
You takin the picks, but now you washed up
I call that boy Josh Norman (Okay)
And look at the rims
The money it spins on it,
Like it wheel of fortune
I used to pour up the Captain Morgan,
'Til I couldn't see nothin' but Natalie Portman
Uh
Now we here
No more oppas that I fear
I'm comin, I promise
I'm runnin' this year
Ain't never ran from nothin'
Since I was man, 18, I sat down and planned
Now look at the fuck where I am, damn
Now look at the fuck where I am
Shawty wanna dance in a mansion
Then knock out the plans,
Know down the walls,
I call it expansion
Handed me bands, now she been callin' me handsome
Killers comin' for her, ransom
Don't need to answer
I do not love you no more
They hated the shine, yes of course

They hated on the shine for a real long time
Yes, of course
Yes, of course I see you
Comin' through that magnolia tree
By yourself, I need,
(Shine no more)
The shine, yes, of course
The shine
All the time, over time
Even when I'm old and gone
(Even when I'm old and gone)

Two bags
I'm on the plane
She wanna complain,
I told a bitch, "Too bad"
Hop in new Jag
Wait, fuck, I don't do Jag
Just do the BMW,
Know German car relapse?
Don't wanna rewind,
I just wanna relax (Don't wanna rewind)

They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes, of course