Stars (feat. Yahweh)

Baby I'm a shooting star, flying high like a comet when I come through
Everybody wanna get involved, find out what I'm doin' what I'm up to
I just wanna let you know, I'm so professional
If you want you could follow too, but I ain't ever gonna follow you
Stars in the making, fusion, LEN, Yahweh, ours for the taking
Make no mistake bitch, we about to blow up, supernova on your playlist, yuh
They surprised that I'm bout it, you want it, I got it
Hoe I rule, I'm the Vibe Csar, style so hot Like an O-Star

Yo, obnoxious in the post like an Instagram model
I'm driving in the paint, coast to coast, full throttle
Got, tired of waiting, got paid now I'm on my way on a vacation
This life is amazing, playing Gambino in heavy rotation
So much more that I live for, pass my manager the info
Ballin' feeling like I'm 6'4, go to the ville next to J. Cole
Now this is something that I'm paid for, used to fly below your radars
When I'm out I gotta lay low, don't care bout what you say, hoe
Cause I got tired of remarks, I ain't usually the guy to be breaking her heart
But it never would work shoulda left from the start
need time to myself I'mma work on my art
Only do it with a passion, give it time I overlap them
Twitter they always be cappin, they give they opinions I never was askin'

Baby I'm a shooting star, flying high like a comet when I come through
Everybody wanna get involved, find out what I'm doin' what I'm up to
I just wanna let you know, I'm so professional
If you want you could follow too, but I ain't ever gonna follow you
Stars in the making, fusion, LEN, Yahweh, ours for the taking
Make no mistake bitch, we about to blow up, supernova on your playlist, yuh
They surprised that I'm bout it, you want it, I got it
Hoe I rule, I'm the Vibe Csar, style so hot Like an O-Star

Okay, go to the gym and hit my arms, got a date with a bitch she came from Iran
Got some pants that was stitched came from Vietnam
Need a song that'll hit like a cherry bomb
Got some sales like an academic ain't a cheater but throw a Patek and I keep her calm
Call me a Punk and I'm on my way to Chicago, I'mma have your ex on my arm
New campus, news flash you not hot shit, gimme a break
Almost was fooled by the haters to give up I thought I was dreaming I'm really awake
Bitches talk down on my name for some likes man this clout is a drug
I got nothing to say
Don't pay attention to pessimists hating they fiend for attention they message is fake
Yeah my name's LEN, but ain't no Ls to my name
I got jewels on my chain, promise you we not the same, tryna keep score
While I'm on the floor, homie I'm running the game, man I'm holding on the reigns
And I'm sick of waiting I got everything to gain, I'm begging you stay in your lane, saying

Baby I'm a shooting star, flying high like a comet when I come through
Everybody wanna get involved, find out what I'm doin' what I'm up to
I just wanna let you know, I'm so professional
If you want you could follow too, but I ain't ever gonna follow you
Stars in the making, fusion, LEN, Yahweh, ours for the taking
Make no mistake bitch, we about to blow up, supernova on your playlist, yuh
They surprised that I'm bout it, you want it, I got it
Hoe I rule, I'm the Vibe Csar, style so hot Like an O-Star



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Elyian
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