[Chorus- H-Money]
The sun shines my way
I know you threw shade but you can't blow my high
And don't try to fade
I won't look back in anger I heard him say
[Verse 1- mgk]
Hey, all I want to know is
Can I fuck a bad bitch that I know his?
Call me daddy even if I had no kids
I bet they wish they never let me in the show biz
They should have left me on the side with the coaches
Now I'm playing both fields like Bo did
Man I just want to fuck a twin till she bow-legged
And that's a sister can I hit it in the Moet? (Bitch)
Do you know what Vogue is?
I'm a Cleveland giant how a thirty thousand dollar coat fits
Oh, that's LeBron Vogue shit
Six page spread drop samе day David Bowie (Yeah)
Throw some glittеr and some roses
Throw a little bit of this up in your noses
Throw it back let me feel slow motion
Fast life need Motrin
[Chorus- H-Money]
The sun shines my way
I know you threw shade but you can't blow my high
And don't try to fade
I won't look back in anger I heard him say
[Verse 2-mgk]
Yeah, can you bounce with me?
Put a million in four different accounts with me?
Can you roll up smoke a whole ounce with me?
Then blow up in a hotel lounge with me? (I heard him say)
Oh, can you cheers with me?
Hit the Grammys in hood and drink beers with me?
Can you leave and hop into the Lear with me?
Drop a hundred fifty K to fly one way on New Year's with me?
O'm with Leo up at Richie's
Pocket full of payroll they probably from
Number one album man I'm moving with Franco
If you can't say the same then I don't see your angle
They should have never gave y'all none
They should have never gave y'all none
They should have never gave y'all none
They should have never gave y'all none
[Chorus- H-Money]
The sun shines my way
I know you threw shade but you can't blow my high
And don't try to fade
I won't look back in anger I heard him say
[Verse 3- mgk]
Damn, why y'all bring it back?
I guess y'all didn't get enough, y'all want facts
I guess y'all want to know the buzz and all that
I guess y'all want to know the ones that I've smacked
You'll be telling stories and ain't do shit
I got five stories at my new crib
Hey, I'm the godfather of a movement, fuck with me and end up on the local city news clip
(They should have never gave y'all none)
Y'all can keep saying some I'ma keep it one hundred. I started with a twenty dollar network. Yeah, now the young gunner on the network
Showtime ten episodes season
Have my squad on set for no reason
I boxed my trailer till it's no breathing
How did I make Hollywood so Cleveland?
[Chorus- H-Money]
The sun shines my way
I know you threw shade but you can't blow my high
And don't try to fade
I won't look back in anger I heard him say
[Outro-mgk]
Hey, it was actually an eight page spread in that Vogue magazine line but it just sounded better with six
I'm just saying
