BUY ME A STAR
This shit ain't ever gone stop
This shit ain't ever gone stop
This shit ain't ever gone stop
This shit ain't ever gone stop
Already taken what they've given
You got to live a day in his shoes
Just to see what he been going through
We running in the rat race
Got to make it
Buying estates while we fuck a vacation
Shooting the messenger
Shoot for the stars
I'm finna go and go make me a star
Make me a star yah yah yah
I'm losing my head from the drugs in the basement
I wanna be first but i'm fucking impatient
I'm living in circles with habits i'm chasing
I wanna fill holes in my life that are vacant
That are so vacant
Yah
I'm losing patience
Yah
I'm losing patience
Yah yah yah
Le Goldmane
A.2.Z
Upcoming stars
They leaving marks
But we leaving you scars
Blowing up making sure we living large
You stay sea level
We raising the bar
Jezebels surrounding me
In a pool of success
We eating good when we laugh at the bank
So much propane in my nose I can't think
Hollywood boys what they smoking
It stink
This is the shit that come with the success
I can not trust anyone in advance
Baby come here
Can you perform the dance
Ama make sure that I come with the racks
Ama make sure that I come with the AK
Everyday wake up i'm looking at pay day
So monotone take a spin like a Bley blade
We cannot put me and you in a sentence
Cuz we ain't the same
Don't you dare disrespect me
These bitches is out here
Just tryna caress me
Like fuck are you stupid
You tryna finesse me?
Tryna finesse me?
Tryna finesse me?
We cannot put me and you in a sentence
Cuz we ain't the same
Don't you dare disrespect me
These bitches is out here
Just tryna caress me
Like fuck are you stupid
You tryna finesse me?
Tryna finesse me?
Tryna finesse me?
You got to live a day in his shoes
Just to see what he been going through
We running in the rat race
Got to make it
Buying estates while we fuck a vacation
Shooting the messenger
Shoot for the stars
I'm finna go and go make me a star
Make me a star yah yah yah
I'm losing my head from the drugs in the basement
I wanna be first but i'm fucking impatient
I'm living in circles with habits i'm chasing
I wanna fill holes in my life that are vacant
That are so vacant
Yah
I'm losing patience
Yah
I'm losing patience
Yah yah yah
Cancer cells spreading
From what they injecting
When most of the world think
That this is protection
I wanted this money
I needed these blessings
I had to be something that people respected
Remember the days
I had payments rejected
I been through the sickness
From dope and depression
I wanted the power that's in my possession
We ain't fuckin stopping
Till we get a mansion
This is a life sentence
Nah we ain't coming back
When we go back and we sniffing the coco
We finna go and pull a stack
Yeh
This is a life lesson
Boy you done took the pact
Goin on tour and pretending
That I have become
The worlds happiest man
Shit
*break*
You got to live a day in his shoes
Just to see what he been going through
We running in the rat race
Got to make it
Buying estates while we fuck a vacation
Shooting the messenger
Shoot for the stars
I'm finna go and go make me a star
Make me a star yah yah yah
I'm losing my head from the drugs in the basement
I wanna be first but i'm fucking impatient
I'm living in circles with habits i'm chasing
I wanna fill holes in my life that are vacant
That are so vacant
Yah
I'm losing patience
Yah
I'm losing patience
Yah yah yah
This shit ain't ever gone stop
This shit ain't ever gone stop
This shit ain't ever gone stop
Already taken what they've given
You got to live a day in his shoes
Just to see what he been going through
We running in the rat race
Got to make it
Buying estates while we fuck a vacation
Shooting the messenger
Shoot for the stars
I'm finna go and go make me a star
Make me a star yah yah yah
I'm losing my head from the drugs in the basement
I wanna be first but i'm fucking impatient
I'm living in circles with habits i'm chasing
I wanna fill holes in my life that are vacant
That are so vacant
Yah
I'm losing patience
Yah
I'm losing patience
Yah yah yah
Le Goldmane
A.2.Z
Upcoming stars
They leaving marks
But we leaving you scars
Blowing up making sure we living large
You stay sea level
We raising the bar
Jezebels surrounding me
In a pool of success
We eating good when we laugh at the bank
So much propane in my nose I can't think
Hollywood boys what they smoking
It stink
This is the shit that come with the success
I can not trust anyone in advance
Baby come here
Can you perform the dance
Ama make sure that I come with the racks
Ama make sure that I come with the AK
Everyday wake up i'm looking at pay day
So monotone take a spin like a Bley blade
We cannot put me and you in a sentence
Cuz we ain't the same
Don't you dare disrespect me
These bitches is out here
Just tryna caress me
Like fuck are you stupid
You tryna finesse me?
Tryna finesse me?
Tryna finesse me?
We cannot put me and you in a sentence
Cuz we ain't the same
Don't you dare disrespect me
These bitches is out here
Just tryna caress me
Like fuck are you stupid
You tryna finesse me?
Tryna finesse me?
Tryna finesse me?
You got to live a day in his shoes
Just to see what he been going through
We running in the rat race
Got to make it
Buying estates while we fuck a vacation
Shooting the messenger
Shoot for the stars
I'm finna go and go make me a star
Make me a star yah yah yah
I'm losing my head from the drugs in the basement
I wanna be first but i'm fucking impatient
I'm living in circles with habits i'm chasing
I wanna fill holes in my life that are vacant
That are so vacant
Yah
I'm losing patience
Yah
I'm losing patience
Yah yah yah
Cancer cells spreading
From what they injecting
When most of the world think
That this is protection
I wanted this money
I needed these blessings
I had to be something that people respected
Remember the days
I had payments rejected
I been through the sickness
From dope and depression
I wanted the power that's in my possession
We ain't fuckin stopping
Till we get a mansion
This is a life sentence
Nah we ain't coming back
When we go back and we sniffing the coco
We finna go and pull a stack
Yeh
This is a life lesson
Boy you done took the pact
Goin on tour and pretending
That I have become
The worlds happiest man
Shit
*break*
You got to live a day in his shoes
Just to see what he been going through
We running in the rat race
Got to make it
Buying estates while we fuck a vacation
Shooting the messenger
Shoot for the stars
I'm finna go and go make me a star
Make me a star yah yah yah
I'm losing my head from the drugs in the basement
I wanna be first but i'm fucking impatient
I'm living in circles with habits i'm chasing
I wanna fill holes in my life that are vacant
That are so vacant
Yah
I'm losing patience
Yah
I'm losing patience
Yah yah yah
Credits
Writer(s): A.2.z, Aleksander Zaczkiewicz, Dgold
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