STAR
Blood is dripping, Throat is leaking
I don't fit in, I keep bleeding
What's it all for?
I won't fall for any tricks
I keep my kicks on- kicks on
Now she want me but im long gone
Yea, she want me- want me- want me
It's upon me to save the whole world
It's upon me- 'pon me- 'pon me
Blood is dripping, Throat is leaking
I don't fit in, I keep bleeding
What's it all for?
I won't fall for any tricks
I keep my kicks on- kicks on
Now she want me but im long gone
Yea, she want me- want me- want me
It's upon me to save the whole world
It's upon me- 'pon me- 'pon me
Never would've thought i'll make it this far
Now im looking all around and they call me star
Still got some scars but i got the bars
226 send 'em all to mars
Got her begging while im bagging
Yes, im bragging
Banging on my door 'cause i got 'em wagging
Sag' 'em then i stack 'em then i wrap 'em up
Up, up, up
Got 'em weapons, mac elevens
Send their asses up to heavens
Squeeze my 'pponents like they're lemons
You cant do it like i do it
You don't got it, the professions
You wont make it with regressions
Got the vision, i will make it
If i want it i will take it
Got them weapons, mac elevens
Send their asses up to heavens
Squeeze my opponents like they're lemons
You cant do it like i do it
You don't got it, the professions
You wont make it with regressions
Got the vision, i will make it
If i want it i will take it
I don't fit in, I keep bleeding
What's it all for?
I won't fall for any tricks
I keep my kicks on- kicks on
Now she want me but im long gone
Yea, she want me- want me- want me
It's upon me to save the whole world
It's upon me- 'pon me- 'pon me
Blood is dripping, Throat is leaking
I don't fit in, I keep bleeding
What's it all for?
I won't fall for any tricks
I keep my kicks on- kicks on
Now she want me but im long gone
Yea, she want me- want me- want me
It's upon me to save the whole world
It's upon me- 'pon me- 'pon me
Never would've thought i'll make it this far
Now im looking all around and they call me star
Still got some scars but i got the bars
226 send 'em all to mars
Got her begging while im bagging
Yes, im bragging
Banging on my door 'cause i got 'em wagging
Sag' 'em then i stack 'em then i wrap 'em up
Up, up, up
Got 'em weapons, mac elevens
Send their asses up to heavens
Squeeze my 'pponents like they're lemons
You cant do it like i do it
You don't got it, the professions
You wont make it with regressions
Got the vision, i will make it
If i want it i will take it
Got them weapons, mac elevens
Send their asses up to heavens
Squeeze my opponents like they're lemons
You cant do it like i do it
You don't got it, the professions
You wont make it with regressions
Got the vision, i will make it
If i want it i will take it
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Writer(s): Adrian Delija
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