Rock$Tar

I been Livin like a rockstar countin all the Guap
The money comin' in but the pain don't stop
Time keeps tickin' but I don't see a clock
Try to find myself but I feel so lost

Livin' like a rockstar countin all the Guap
The money comin' in but the pain don't stop
Time keeps tickin' but I don't see a clock
Try to find myself but I feel so lost

Try to find myself but I feel so lost
People say I changed, you don't know what it cost
Losin mental health just to drop with sauce
Pop another oxy and I chase it with the voss

I ain't ever change though
Bitch I been the same though
Watching all my fake friends go and fuck the fake hoes
Livin like a rockstar, she can give me brain tho
Chillin in the cut though, bags full of yayo

Shit don't make sense the way that it all plays out
You get a little money and they all come round'
Shit don't make sense the way they all wanna doubt
You get a little taste and they all want the clout

Layin' on my back with my eyes my wide open
Drugs all night and the dealer never closin'
Fear in Las Vegas all night I was loathing
Rockstar life can't believe I was chosen

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

I been Livin' like a rockstar countin all the Guap
The money comin' in but the pain don't stop
Time keeps tickin' but I don't see a clock
Try to find myself but I feel so lost

Livin' like a rockstar countin all the Guap
The money comin' in but the pain don't stop
Time keeps tickin' but I don't see a clock
Try to find myself but I feel so lost



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Writer(s): Damon Coburn
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