Rockstar
It's ram
In the spolight
His high life
Time to grow up
Yea yea
Feeling like a rockstar
Always knew I had it in me
I can't slip get knocked off
Stuck up in my ways, no I can't change I'm gone level up
Know you feel my pain, emotions sick inside they bottled up
Yea little shawty bad she got a ass, but she ain't got no titties
Speak up on my name just don't forget that I'm the fucking realist
Don't let em go play with you and let them talk down on theory
Stay up off my phone I'm in my zone I'm talking to my Siri
I don't think they fucking hear me
They got one time to fucking cross me
And that's gone be they last
You sit up mad about a bitch that you ain't fucking smash
I'm in my bag I pop a x, get on the beat and spazz
When I was broke act like I had it, I then gave my last
How you gone sit up say you love and you ain't here no more
She wanna talk, but I don't listen I can't hear no more
I told myself don't have no fear, so I don't fear no more
You think yo homie with the shit, watch how he hit the floor (Ba ba ba)
I'm a living star in the spotlight
Who never got to choose his highlights
Now I got to grow up
Now it's time to pour up
I don't wanna grow up (Got to grow up)
Feeling like a rockstar I'm the littest in the city
They claim that they fucking with me, but they ain't fucking with me
This foreign bitch she bad her pussy pink you know it's pretty
Bitch don't call my phone you want some dick you know I'm busy
Back when I was young life was so different, now it don't feel right
I don't wanna dream, I got to make up for them sleepless nights
Mama I always told they gone switch up they don't never stay
I rep lavish gang for all my brothers I'm gone make way
Want Tre beat you better pay
Stack my bread up day by day
Please don't think it's sweet bitch you gon die don't know Annie May
Push the key I love to race, took 12 on a high speed chase
I see you acting different then I'm gone I'm just gone keep my space
Bitch I need a hunnit bands
Gen shoot fast it blow like fans
Feeling like a rockstar, fuck a groupie then go fuck her friend
Wockhardt it's too strong this shit staying up like kicking stands
They switch up they see some bands
I fed you and you bit my hand
In the spolight
His high life
Time to grow up
Yea yea
Feeling like a rockstar
Always knew I had it in me
I can't slip get knocked off
Stuck up in my ways, no I can't change I'm gone level up
Know you feel my pain, emotions sick inside they bottled up
Yea little shawty bad she got a ass, but she ain't got no titties
Speak up on my name just don't forget that I'm the fucking realist
Don't let em go play with you and let them talk down on theory
Stay up off my phone I'm in my zone I'm talking to my Siri
I don't think they fucking hear me
They got one time to fucking cross me
And that's gone be they last
You sit up mad about a bitch that you ain't fucking smash
I'm in my bag I pop a x, get on the beat and spazz
When I was broke act like I had it, I then gave my last
How you gone sit up say you love and you ain't here no more
She wanna talk, but I don't listen I can't hear no more
I told myself don't have no fear, so I don't fear no more
You think yo homie with the shit, watch how he hit the floor (Ba ba ba)
I'm a living star in the spotlight
Who never got to choose his highlights
Now I got to grow up
Now it's time to pour up
I don't wanna grow up (Got to grow up)
Feeling like a rockstar I'm the littest in the city
They claim that they fucking with me, but they ain't fucking with me
This foreign bitch she bad her pussy pink you know it's pretty
Bitch don't call my phone you want some dick you know I'm busy
Back when I was young life was so different, now it don't feel right
I don't wanna dream, I got to make up for them sleepless nights
Mama I always told they gone switch up they don't never stay
I rep lavish gang for all my brothers I'm gone make way
Want Tre beat you better pay
Stack my bread up day by day
Please don't think it's sweet bitch you gon die don't know Annie May
Push the key I love to race, took 12 on a high speed chase
I see you acting different then I'm gone I'm just gone keep my space
Bitch I need a hunnit bands
Gen shoot fast it blow like fans
Feeling like a rockstar, fuck a groupie then go fuck her friend
Wockhardt it's too strong this shit staying up like kicking stands
They switch up they see some bands
I fed you and you bit my hand
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Writer(s): Roosevelt Henderson
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