Shooting Star
I'm gone, not lookin' back, I'm lookin' forward, nah for real
I'ma succeed, I'ma elevate, that's what we gon' do
Yeah, I'ma keep that shit a hunnid, I'm factual
My bitch one of a kind, she magical
And I don't give a fuck what they say about me, I'm that dude
And you know what's goin' on, baby, that cash rule, yeah
I'm lit, like shootin' stars, no xannies, I got them bars
Drop them panties, let's fuck in the car, I see how it is, keep my guard
Let's get outta here, let's go to Mars, I'm Montana, the world is ours
We them niggas, yes, girl, we are, them my niggas ain't fallin' apart
Watch that nigga, that boy a narc, I got scars inside my heart
I'm hip to the game, I'm sharp, she give good ass brain, she smart
I'm gone, I'm in a new galaxy, my nigga wake up to reality
Fuck the bullshit, go get this money, keep your head up, don't be no dummy
No, you don't, don't tell me you love me
No, you don't, don't tell me you want me
I can't be your friend, I can't be your buddy
I'm wild, my nigga, I'm nutty
I'm gone, my nigga, I'm outta here
I'm gone, I'm in a new light year
Feel my pain, feel it through your ears
I'ma keep goin', fuck who here
I'ma keep goin', fuck who here
Not for real, that's how I feel
I feel like a shootin' star
Watch that nigga, I'm blowin' up
I'm lit, like shootin' stars
No xannies, I got them bars
Drop them panties, let's fuck in the car
I see how it is, keep my guard
Let's get outta here, let's go to Mars
I'ma succeed, I'ma elevate, that's what we gon' do
Yeah, I'ma keep that shit a hunnid, I'm factual
My bitch one of a kind, she magical
And I don't give a fuck what they say about me, I'm that dude
And you know what's goin' on, baby, that cash rule, yeah
I'm lit, like shootin' stars, no xannies, I got them bars
Drop them panties, let's fuck in the car, I see how it is, keep my guard
Let's get outta here, let's go to Mars, I'm Montana, the world is ours
We them niggas, yes, girl, we are, them my niggas ain't fallin' apart
Watch that nigga, that boy a narc, I got scars inside my heart
I'm hip to the game, I'm sharp, she give good ass brain, she smart
I'm gone, I'm in a new galaxy, my nigga wake up to reality
Fuck the bullshit, go get this money, keep your head up, don't be no dummy
No, you don't, don't tell me you love me
No, you don't, don't tell me you want me
I can't be your friend, I can't be your buddy
I'm wild, my nigga, I'm nutty
I'm gone, my nigga, I'm outta here
I'm gone, I'm in a new light year
Feel my pain, feel it through your ears
I'ma keep goin', fuck who here
I'ma keep goin', fuck who here
Not for real, that's how I feel
I feel like a shootin' star
Watch that nigga, I'm blowin' up
I'm lit, like shootin' stars
No xannies, I got them bars
Drop them panties, let's fuck in the car
I see how it is, keep my guard
Let's get outta here, let's go to Mars
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Writer(s): Korey Williams
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