[Chorus]

Feelin like a million bucks cuz boy I just got paid

Living the life but all these hatas try to keep me in the shade

Step back, and let the sunshine on me

Step back and let the sunshine on me step back and let the sunshine on me step back and let the sunshine on me



[Strap]

I might be caught doin numbas

Momma like how the hell yo young ass makin all them commas

I see them hatas over there - nigga get ya bread up

Smashin out the car like fuck nigga catch up

I'm 19 but I'm bout my ching ching

Cash Money Shit bitch - BLING BLING

Sun shine shining whole lotta diamonds

Shoutout to my jeweler came in perfect timing

I done made 50 of them thangs

Get it wet I just made 50 of them thangs

50 for a chain?

Step back and let the sunshine on me

Fu Foool and let the sunshine on me



[Chorus]



[Ali]

Shit ain't how it used to be way back when we weren't paid

But now that I'm paid all of these hatas they remind me of the shade

I gotta move on, I gotta stay strong
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Push em to the side put my hata blockers on

I tell em get gone, I tell em goodbye

Why you messing up my fly?

Then I said (what you say?)

You like a pair of Gucci sunshades

Step back cuz you blockin all the sunrays

My daddy said that I'm gonna do it someday (you are)

Well guess what? That day is today (heyy)



[Chorus]



[Quez]

Step back, and let the sun thru

I told my momma watch wat ya son do

But I guess that was TMI

And big what up to Byron from BMI (what up nigga!)

We got the whole city rockin

All in the club so u know we Diddy boppin

(take that, take that, take that)

I'm in the booth wit no shoes on

Feelin real cool wit no jewels on

They try to block me like a jumpshot

CEO told me we got one shot

So I crossed em up and took it to the hole

Passed it to Strap

And Ali ally hooped up on them hoes



[Chorus]








[Thanks to Mia for these lyrics]

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