Rockstar!

Aye Bro
Waddup though

And aye you know I'm always on that rockstar status type shit
I flip the script and grab my guitar now I'm feeling too lit
I'm rocking out I'm crashing out until my whip need a fix
I do the dash up in the left lane
Now she feeling my drip

And now she just wanna strip
I'm grabbing all on her hips
Cause now she see me on the roll but no I dont need a pick
These ockets filling with cash I can't recall what I spent
And Getting to the top is what these haters tryna prevent

Like I said before
You know I can't trust a hoe
Cuz hoes gone only sink yo ship that's why I'm staying a float, yeah
I got this talent, got this gift
And I'm gone use it fasho
I'm bouta rock out on that stage and have em screaming for more
Oh yeah they know we the shit
Oh yeah she know I'm the shit
Just trust yo family and god because this world is so sick
I trust my brothers too man with out them I wouldn't be shit
I know you have heard bitch I feel like jagger without the mick

Ima repeat once more
I ain't lovey dovey no mo
She left me out her bag so I had to her cargo
And now she hitting up my line to see how fast my car go (skirt skirt)
I hit decline cause I'm fine when will you get the memo
And yeah you know I'm always on that rockstar status type shit
Never too old to rock the big stage I'm like Brady with Six
And if the fame ever reach us I promise I'll never switch
Can't loose my soul cause I got goals to get my folks a new crib
And if you fucking with the gang
I'll have to bury yo wig
You know my bro he coming strapped with automatics and shit
We got the formula and we don't need y'all shit in the mix
We Finna make it to the top and bring who believed in this shit

She want me poking her shit
No she ain't joking and shit
She wanna pop a pill, well just don't overdose in this bitch
Oh yeah I'm running this shit, And yeah I'm gunning that shit
Yeah ima run and gun until I'm number one on this shit
Got demons all in my mind
They tryna block out my shine
But I could give 2 shits I move too slick
I'm taking my time
I'm taking my time
No bailing out
I stay on that grind
I make them stupid hits with my nigga nick
You will not find (Nobody like us bitch)

Ohhh nobody like us bitch
Cite this shit
AntnNic to the top of this of bitch
Adrenaline pu-pumping everytime I grab the mic to spit
Strumming and jamming the place every time I grab my pic

Aye
Yeah been going and going
Yeah to the beat I be flowing
After I step out on the scene
That pussy she gone be throwing
I might just catch it not drop it
Long as she wet as a faucet
She wanna be up under me
I told her she can just top it

Ok you can just top it
Ok bitch you need to stop it
Im bout to drop you off the ship
Im taking off like a rocket
Aint tripping bout it
Got a new bitch to love all on my chocolate
Now watch the money stack up
Till it can't fit in our wallets
Aye



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Writer(s): Anthony Armstrong
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