Shinin’ Like I’m Vegas lyrics

[Intro]
I got everything, n*gga

[Verse]
Got young n*ggas that's gonna shoot for me
Bad b*tches that buy shoes for me
Versace this, I'm the sh*t, got the six, got yo b*tch
I ain't c*cky, I'm confident
So I don't really need no compliments
Million dollar deals, that's common sense
I might let a major label be a part of this
I had one shot, went hard for this
Went to war and got scars for this
Shootouts in all of my Slauson tip
So shout out to all of my accomplishments
n*gga, real jewelry no starter kit
Corporate cards that I'm shoppin' with
Type of broads that I'm spotted with
Type of respect only bosses get
n*gga want a verse, well I'ma charge a grip
'Less you a n*gga that I started with
'Less you a n*gga that's a part of this
California love, look I'm the heart of this
I got the realest flow, I say the hardest sh*t
No co-signs, do the smartest bids
Started from the bottom, I ain't borrow sh*t
Self-made young n*gga like Ross and 'em
And I got the six, got yo b*tch
I ain't c*cky I'm confident
You won't stop me, I'm competent
So I don't really need no compliments
Million dollar deals, that's common sense
I might let a major label be a part of this, n*gga
Be a part of this, if not f*ck y'all, give me all my chips
Oh I'm gone keep gettin' cash, I'm gone f*ck these hoes later
Takin' care of my fam, 'cause all the money don't make us
Smilin all on you n*ggas, shinin' like I'm Las Vegas
Next time I see Mitch Booker, I'ma say a prayer for my haters
I'm gon' keep gettin' cash, I'ma f*ck you hoes later
Takin' care of my fam, 'cause all the money don't make us
Smilin' all on you n*ggas, shinin' like I'm Las Vegas
Next time you in church, say a prayer for yo haters