Rxckstar.

Bitch, I'm a rockstar
Catch me in a cop car
Never with the lames yeah, I will not go that far
Not on my level
Done and killed several
Get on my level
Think you can kill the game
Posing on the gram with your gold chains
You's a no name
I'd be ashamed

Back with a new single
Haven't wrote in a second
But I need to spit this pressure
Hate on my chest, yeah it's getting heavy
Needed some time to rest
But now I'm back
And you know I spit the facts
Never got no slack
Sharp as a tack
Say it with your chest
Chase your dreams, put in work, don't got time to rest
Breaking down the truth
I'm sorry that I'm ruthless
Only spit the hard shit ain't no soothing
Taking time in silence I've been making moves
I don't need to prove
I don't read the news
I do what I do

(Pussy)
(Yeah)
(Yuh)

Bitch, I'm a rockstar
Catch me in a cop car
Never with the lames yeah, I will not go that far
Not on my level
Done and killed several
Get on my level
Think you can kill the game
Posing on the gram with your gold chains
You's a no name
I'd be ashamed

Back with a new single
Haven't wrote in a second
But I need to spit this pressure
Hate on my chest, yeah it's getting heavy
Needed some time to rest
But now I'm back
And you know I spit the facts
Never got no slack
Sharp as a tack
Say it with your chest
Chase your dreams, put in work, don't got time to rest
Breaking down the truth
I'm sorry that I'm ruthless
Only spit the hard shit ain't no soothing
Taking time in silence I've been making moves
I don't need to prove
I don't read the news
I do what I do

(Pussy)
(Yeah)
(What the fuck y'all niggas talking bout man)
(Aye)
(Rockstar made bitch!)



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Smith
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