Glow
They say I'm a star cause I shine bright I glow
They say ima star cause I shine bright
They say Ima star cause I shine bright I glow
I take all these drugs get my mind right I know,
That I'm killing myself but nothings for sure
I wanna live the lime light I'm stacking this dough
Shorty said she my type I know she a hoe
I'm gon stay in my lane in a straight line I go
If a nigga invade MySpace then a nigga gon get poked
Can't relate if you ain't got blue faces, I don't wanna talk no more
Had to run it up, they won't know what I did
Now my pockets stuffed, only fuck on bad bitches
If you focus up enough you gon get to these riches
Chasing all these Millie's ima cop me a Richard
You said these boys silly, told you come get with me
My nigga rich off the block, his trap litty
BiggaPack with the big pack, gon come through get with it
America runs on gas, & we run the city
Now is stuck, we all up ain't going down
Now my pockets so stuffed, you can't even get around me
6Sev gon tat it up, Smoove Sight on my body
Success see it coming now, nobody gon stop me
They say Ima star cause I shine bright I glow
I take all these drugs get my mind right I know,
That I'm killing myself but nothings for sure
I wanna live the lime light I'm stacking this dough
Shorty said she my type I know she a hoe
I'm gon stay in my lane in a straight line I go
If a nigga invade MySpace then a nigga gon get poked
Can't relate if you ain't got blue faces, I don't wanna talk no more
They say ima star cause I shine bright
They say Ima star cause I shine bright I glow
I take all these drugs get my mind right I know,
That I'm killing myself but nothings for sure
I wanna live the lime light I'm stacking this dough
Shorty said she my type I know she a hoe
I'm gon stay in my lane in a straight line I go
If a nigga invade MySpace then a nigga gon get poked
Can't relate if you ain't got blue faces, I don't wanna talk no more
Had to run it up, they won't know what I did
Now my pockets stuffed, only fuck on bad bitches
If you focus up enough you gon get to these riches
Chasing all these Millie's ima cop me a Richard
You said these boys silly, told you come get with me
My nigga rich off the block, his trap litty
BiggaPack with the big pack, gon come through get with it
America runs on gas, & we run the city
Now is stuck, we all up ain't going down
Now my pockets so stuffed, you can't even get around me
6Sev gon tat it up, Smoove Sight on my body
Success see it coming now, nobody gon stop me
They say Ima star cause I shine bright I glow
I take all these drugs get my mind right I know,
That I'm killing myself but nothings for sure
I wanna live the lime light I'm stacking this dough
Shorty said she my type I know she a hoe
I'm gon stay in my lane in a straight line I go
If a nigga invade MySpace then a nigga gon get poked
Can't relate if you ain't got blue faces, I don't wanna talk no more
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Writer(s): Oelis De Los Santos
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