Rockstar.
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
We all gonna die young
Woof
Tired of seeing the lights going out whole lotta load shedding
Bring your girl to my crib whole lotta load shedding
They got sick of my lifestyle now I bring bags and they all blow confetti
I'm here to stay bitch don't care if my fans at a low percentage
Break the bank get it all cash make it all back got addicted to the dough spending
No monogamy I'm too addicted to these hoes bending
Shawty got her tongue pierced and she got my toes curling
I'm at a tough spot cant tell who's a friend or a foe honey
One step ahead, i just do my shit and they just all keep running
Started from the ground never needed any blessings
I'm the type of boy even the police don't mess with
I got sick of the same old style and now I'm stressing
Middle finger up and I'm bout start confessing
She got a pretty face and a nice ass just many of her facets
And she better swallow all this nut that's her rite of passage
Never would've thought all the shit I did god would let me have this
Finally got a chance at my dream and you tripping if you think imma pass it
All these cheques I keep getting imma keep cashing
And I ain't falling off I go harder every time I hit the gas
We all gonna die young
We all gonna die young
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a rock-
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
We all gonna die young
Woof
Tired of seeing the lights going out whole lotta load shedding
Bring your girl to my crib whole lotta load shedding
They got sick of my lifestyle now I bring bags and they all blow confetti
I'm here to stay bitch don't care if my fans at a low percentage
Break the bank get it all cash make it all back got addicted to the dough spending
No monogamy I'm too addicted to these hoes bending
Shawty got her tongue pierced and she got my toes curling
I'm at a tough spot cant tell who's a friend or a foe honey
One step ahead, i just do my shit and they just all keep running
Started from the ground never needed any blessings
I'm the type of boy even the police don't mess with
I got sick of the same old style and now I'm stressing
Middle finger up and I'm bout start confessing
She got a pretty face and a nice ass just many of her facets
And she better swallow all this nut that's her rite of passage
Never would've thought all the shit I did god would let me have this
Finally got a chance at my dream and you tripping if you think imma pass it
All these cheques I keep getting imma keep cashing
And I ain't falling off I go harder every time I hit the gas
We all gonna die young
We all gonna die young
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a Rockstar
I'm a rock-
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Writer(s): Abdullah Anjum
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