Still Shining - The Underachievers

All my niggas prophets so stop it with all the nonsense

I got this

I cop a 8th and clear the case like I was Cochran

Partner, the pot ablaze

Take the problems out my days

A 100k for the feature if we ain’t on the same page

Break away from what they teach you

Society full of secrets

My diary the higher me

Let fire leak through your speakers

Entirely here to lead ya

The higher learning like Jesus

Fuck bitches from different regions

Have all of my brothers eatin', nigga

Hold up nigga get your education

Enter in the game if you’re trying to change it

Schoolin' these niggas, teach 'em all the basics

Like food in jail, niggas forced to take it

Nah, but I don’t fuck with the blow

Spittin' prophecy but disguised with the flow

Enlighten and hope

Christ at the show

Now I pipe in the dough, and I syphon the dro

Im out here to win, poor niggas ya’ll better make your moves

Team filled up with kings don’t bang with court jesters, those is fools

Payin' dues

Beast coast be them niggas out here makin' moves

Ridin' through

Sittin' shotgun my Nefertiti’s coupe

All my niggas prophets

I ain’t even gotta lie

Chillin in the solar, while y’all aimin' for the sky

Doobie thick, you can’t hit my shit

Pop a tab, get lit

Who you with, your girl with the shits

Let her roll my spliff

Now we blowin' good smoke

UA you know we gon' blow

I said, I spit knowledge flows

And fuck it up at the shows

You know that golden soul the shit

No ice on my wrist still shining bitch

Golden soul the shit

No ice on my wrist still shining bitch

People talk a lot of shit but they don’t know my heart

Spread love, do drugs, and say a prayer for those in the dark

Black skin, gold soul

Im teachin' niggas how to play they part

Can’t pave the way, but I can show you where you need to start

Follow your dreams, create, your world it’s your reality

Uplift your shit, don’t care if they question your sanity

So gone I’m bent

You know what I represent

I put it down for my set

That indigo medicine

As we cross these borders I pray that our conscience guard us

The god in the sky is father

They harboring for fore fathers

Crib, laid back, with the largest blunt

Next day over seas, tryna turn shit up

Ain’t a thing a young king can’t overcome on that potent skunk

Make ya hold your lungs

UA sabotage the game, recognize the name uh

Niggas stereotype, but deep inside we’re all the same

But where are the ones to blame

Gain a little knowledge, grow your brain

Watch you rise to the top

To the promise land that Martin dreamed

All my niggas prophets

I ain’t even gotta lie

Chillin in the solar, while y’all aimin' for the sky

Doobie thick, you can’t hit my shit

Pop a tab get lit

Who you with, your girl with the shits

Let her roll my spliff

Now we blowin' good smoke

UA you know we gon' blow

I said, I spit knowledge flows

And fuck it up at the shows

You know that golden soul the shit

No ice on my wrist still shining bitch

Golden soul the shit

No ice on my wrist still shining bitch