STARS

God I Don't know where to start
Struggling with this part can't decide it
Just follow the
With gifts in my hands
Wandering on the path from the sky
He said just follow the stars yeah yeah
Just follow the stars yeah yeah
Just follow the stars
Just follow the stars

Three Wise Men who came
Gave me these little gifts
I make rap on beats
I make Art and Paint
I make all your need
To ease all the pain
Price that comes with fame
Like see Kurt Cobain
Life's not all you see
What man trust he sees
"Life's not all you see"
That's on emphasis
Lots going on on screens
Lots more behind
When we're done with games
We'll see who's in chains

God I Don't know where to start
Struggling with this part can't decide it
Just follow the
With gifts in my hands
Wandering on the path from the sky
He said just follow the stars yeah yeah
Just follow the stars yeah yeah
Just follow the stars
Just follow the stars

Yes you're out of time
Yes you're broke as hell
And that's not a crime
Be kind to thyself
And make all mistakes
Give it all it takes
Some would like your work
Some won't give a fvck
Some will help you grow
Build this block by block
Help you till you blow
Build them house on rocks
Give them too their dreams
Help them see new things
Don't give in to sins
Say a prayer with Ameen

God I Don't know where to start
Struggling with this part can't decide it
With gifts in my hands
Wandering on the path from the sky
He said just follow the
Just follow the
Just follow the stars
Just follow the stars

I don't know where to
I don't know where to start with this
Watcha

I don't know where to start with this part can't decide
He said just follow the stars
With the gifts in my hands
And I'm wandering on the path
To the stars to the stars to the stars
To the stars to the stars to the stars
I don't know where to start with this part can't decide
He said just follow the stars
With the gifts in my
And I'm wandering on the
To the stars to the stars to the stars
To the stars to the stars to the stars

You been sleeping on me zzz
You not feeling me
Are you joking are you kidding me your fave is beneath me
But that talks for another day
I'm not yet getting all the credit that I deserve In this industry
What the fvck you saying
I don't know
All these guys
In my yard
At my back
Wanna stab
But my God
He's my Guard
He's my Dad
He get mad
At my foes
That were bros
That were close
To the point
That we shared
Every joint
Every coin
I don't know
All these guys
In my yard
At my back
Wanna stab
But my God
He's my Dad
He get mad
At my foes



Credits
Writer(s): Ameen Olumide Ayobami, David Uwah, Michael Kate
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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