Stars

Ouu i aim for da stars when i shoot
My next car is a coupe
Point to where they hatin i see you
Real nigga salute ouu
Ouu i aim for da stars when i shoot
My next car is a coupe
Point to where they hatin i see you
Real nigga salute ouu ouu

Young nigga born with the juice
If the feds watching my moves
They goin see me flexin with my crew
Ballin i'll be pissin henny in da morning
When we leave da club them hoes be callin
I remember times when they was stallin
Foreign car hop out
Lil nigga watch out
I been chasin them bags
Iont chase no clout
Oh thats your bitch huh
Why she all at my house

Ouu i aim for da stars when i shoot
My next car is a coupe
Point to where they hatin i see you
Real nigga salute ouu
Ouu i aim for da stars when i shoot
My next car is a coupe
Point to where they hatin i see you
Real nigga salute ouu ouu

Aye Gettin Money dont know what to do
Thirty Bitches trynna pull up on da crew
Been dat nigga since da dreads screamin swoosh
You can ask da streets i dont need no proof
Make da studio look like a trap house
I just hit up tysons two and i just cashed out
Sometimes you gotta take da steps like fuck da fast route
I will never sale my soul just to have some clout
Aim for da stars everytime a nigga shoot
I like all my chains like my bitches come in two
Trynna cop a wraith hope my niggaz get it too
Put some money on your brain like im block boy tell em shoot

Ouu i aim for da stars when i shoot
My next car is a coupe
Point to where they hatin i see you
Real nigga salute ouu
Ouu i aim for da stars when i shoot
My next car is a coupe
Point to where they hatin i see you
Real nigga salute ouu ou



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Brooks
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