Stars
Word to my mother there's so much shit I'm gon accomplish
I ain't from New York but I got bitches up in Highbridge
I came from nothing I gotta flood my wrist with diamonds
All of these diamonds can't even tell you what the time is
How you my brotha if you gon envy that shit garbage
Don't give a fuck cus I'm getting money regardless
Ain't rocking fitteds I do not cap I'm being honest
Shows in Milwaukee I'm getting bucks jus like I'm Giannis
See the stars in the ceiling I could take you out this world
You could do good on ya own but you tryna be my girl
I ain't fucking wit these other bitches tryna do me dirt
If I ever said I got you I ain't switching on my word
Kept my feet on the ground they can't walk up in my shoes
I ain't tryna do you wrong i'm tryna cater to you
Only time I open up is when I'm spitting in the booth
And I know you did me wrong I ain't tripping over you
Tryna get it on my own I ain't ever needed you
Committed to the grind I be all up in the stu
Tryna come up wit my brothers we don't fuck with no one new
I'm the chosen one I don't fuck with number two
Lil shawty was a dub tried play me like I'm stupid
I can't fall in love they say love is an illusion
I was on my back man it felt like i was losing
She don't hear from me but she be hearing from my music
Smoking ganja
I'm in the stu I'm cookin up like Benihana
Put in the work I put in work like I'm Rihanna
Tote the blicky make it sing like na na na na
Na na na na
Baby do you care
Cus I don't feel caring about you nah
In my feelings I be writing about you nah
Getting money I could do it without you nah
See the stars in the ceiling I could take you out this world
You could do good on ya own but you tryna be my girl
I ain't fucking wit these other bitches tryna do me dirt
If I ever said I got you I ain't switching on my word
Kept my feet on the ground they can't walk up in my shoes
I ain't tryna do you wrong i'm tryna cater to you
Only time I open up is when I'm spittin' in the booth
And I know you did me wrong I ain't tripping over you
Smoking ganja
I'm in the stu I'm cookin up like Benihana
Put in the work I put in work like I'm Rihanna
Tote the blicky make it sing like na na na na
Na na na na
I ain't from New York but I got bitches up in Highbridge
I came from nothing I gotta flood my wrist with diamonds
All of these diamonds can't even tell you what the time is
How you my brotha if you gon envy that shit garbage
Don't give a fuck cus I'm getting money regardless
Ain't rocking fitteds I do not cap I'm being honest
Shows in Milwaukee I'm getting bucks jus like I'm Giannis
See the stars in the ceiling I could take you out this world
You could do good on ya own but you tryna be my girl
I ain't fucking wit these other bitches tryna do me dirt
If I ever said I got you I ain't switching on my word
Kept my feet on the ground they can't walk up in my shoes
I ain't tryna do you wrong i'm tryna cater to you
Only time I open up is when I'm spitting in the booth
And I know you did me wrong I ain't tripping over you
Tryna get it on my own I ain't ever needed you
Committed to the grind I be all up in the stu
Tryna come up wit my brothers we don't fuck with no one new
I'm the chosen one I don't fuck with number two
Lil shawty was a dub tried play me like I'm stupid
I can't fall in love they say love is an illusion
I was on my back man it felt like i was losing
She don't hear from me but she be hearing from my music
Smoking ganja
I'm in the stu I'm cookin up like Benihana
Put in the work I put in work like I'm Rihanna
Tote the blicky make it sing like na na na na
Na na na na
Baby do you care
Cus I don't feel caring about you nah
In my feelings I be writing about you nah
Getting money I could do it without you nah
See the stars in the ceiling I could take you out this world
You could do good on ya own but you tryna be my girl
I ain't fucking wit these other bitches tryna do me dirt
If I ever said I got you I ain't switching on my word
Kept my feet on the ground they can't walk up in my shoes
I ain't tryna do you wrong i'm tryna cater to you
Only time I open up is when I'm spittin' in the booth
And I know you did me wrong I ain't tripping over you
Smoking ganja
I'm in the stu I'm cookin up like Benihana
Put in the work I put in work like I'm Rihanna
Tote the blicky make it sing like na na na na
Na na na na
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Callanta
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