Produced by Taylor King (https://taylorkingbeats.com)
Lyrics/Vocals by Shim
Mixed/Edited by Shim
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A whole lotta shade's being thrown
Its okay, lets me know that the sun is still shining
All I’m doing is just chilling on the low
Doesn’t mean that I ever stop grinding

Yeah I got some hopes and some dreams
And I hope they ain't as far as they seem
I be going ghost for some weeks, honestly
Do it trying to bring this ghost out of me
I be feeling like there’s nobody who proud of me
And I know that’s not the case, I always drown in me

I’m anomaly
And she noticed she may hit the lottery
Rollin up some magic, that be Potter-y
Showers in the moonlight 
My prophecies take you high
When I’m feeling low, my baby try to tell me woosah
And I be like, 
“Haven’t seen it," you
Need to see me, I
Need to plead this, they
Don’t believe in, what 
I be doing, or pursuing 
Stay secluded cuz I loose it
In a crowd unless it chaos
Praying my work will pay off
I'm in a state of saint-loss, but faith strong
So play ball, and keep on
I just pray I stay warm
In good hands, no state farm though
Got bars, no jail bond though
Hide yours, I’m James Bond though
Live large, won’t say none though

See, we, may wait to see 
What this sun will bring
I hope it’s reigning on me 

Cuz a whole lotta shade's being thrown at me baby
Its okay cuz I know that the sun is still shining
All I’m doing is just chilling on the low
Doesn’t mean that I ever stop grinding

And I do this on the daily
Drive me crazy, like my baby
I be sanely keeping on 
When I ain’t see it keeping scores
Cuz I be running up the board 
but never getting any calls
Then I listen to the radio,
Hit pause cuz of course,
It be more disappointing than before 
Fairy-story, I need glory
I ain’t take the stairs, but I’m above the second story
Where sub-conscience is
That’s where all my never-ending problems live
I can’t seem to beat a wrenching feeling, this is monstrous
It’s parasympathetic, I don’t get it
It’s electric in the worst way, my mind state
Be dwindling instantly telling inner me that
I ain’t needing no more of this
I be getting low, and pouring soul in this
but shade be what they throw at this

A whole lotta shade's being thrown at me baby
Its okay cuz the sun is still shining
All I’m doing is just chilling on the low
Doesn’t mean that I ever stop grinding
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SHADE

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