blkk star

I grab the iron like we golfing now
You under par dawg you stroking how
A flying lotus son I won't come down
Only time you stroke is when the left no longer working
Unemployed still I put the work in
How you show ya raps like you important
The big kahuna son you just a portion
I'm like the level that you can't beat with cheat codes
You searched up on the internet and still came short
No longer jazzing with you son magic shooting like it's giricek
No longer shooting Nikes on ya neck
My dunks uptempo with 97 Air Max on
My class is 94
Know it's raw like it's unprotected sex
I told you fuck the fame let's get the checks
Get the coins like Mario
My shorty thick attitude like she coming from the barrio
My tribe questing thru the lane getting dubs in each scenario
Growing tired of ya sloppy flows

On my own shit yeah yeah
Steady focused on how to blow up
On my own shit
I know one day that
One day I'ma be a blkk star
One day I'ma be a blkk star

I love my BLAKFACE and my black skin
I am the Asiatic black man born god within
We was born to win better check the melanin
I just need a pad and pen me and blkk we back again
Always gotta represent I'm born and raised in South Bend
Lost a couple friends gotta do this shit for them
Call you sun because you shine not son because you mine
My third eye shine divine g just listen to these rhymes
Always read between the lines and follow every sign
Gotta stay up on your grind I'm just waiting for my time
Was broker than a joke running out of hope
Smoking trying to cope was this close to selling dope
Just trying to stay afloat barely hanging by a rope
Keep a pistol in my coat so watch how you approach
When the ends get low still trying to reach a goal
Guess that's how the story goes when you living what you wrote

On my own shit yeah yeah
Steady focused on how to blow up
On my own shit
I know one day that
One day I'ma be a blkk star
One day I'ma be a blkk star



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Writer(s): Jamahl Thomas
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