CELEBRITY ROCKSTAR
Top class, no gimmicks
Damn a nigga, he be on the news
Yeah ma codename "Montana"
Packing Balmains and the kangaroos
That's some dope shit, even if it's not appropriate
They don't know shit
They just go with
Niggas really never give a fuck about the same shit
They be asking but no answers
I'm that type of nigga, it ain't far-fetched
Now my feelings looking parrallel
Can a neegah do without help?
Cut ties with the old ways
My addictions got a loud voice
Can't think boy I can't speak
I'm a superman, you a fan boy
Trapping bad, a nigga can groove
Celebrity Rockstar star moves how a nigga slide on the beat
Too damn classy, fucking damn smooth
Gold shower in the hallway, told you I like naughty hoes
She on the cover of Broadway
Bro she made moves, watch a baddie grow
Keeping in touch with my patience, full throttle
You smell the fragrance? So good
I'm packing a whole convoy, skipping a whole turmoil
Shawty told me that she caught at bay
Cat fish on the media
No shit you got my attention
You ain't got to mention who you really are
Back in the day
Rhyming shit like little Wayne
For my niggas I'm dropping bars
Now some niggas do it for the millions
I ain't trynna get involved with it
Cause a neegah trynna get the millions too
Don't be causing no shenanigans
You crazy talking to the aliens
Yeah
How many niggas dey watch?
How many niggas get paid? (Not much)
How many times ama tell all you niggas
That people who chase ain't the deal
I never chase, I attract
Pulling my weight at the back
Matter of fact I'm one hundred percent real and packed
With a lot of knowledgeable facts
Skrrt!
Skid marks, hop in the Beamer don't wait for me
Recap, I been on maximum cruise
I'm doing it tastefully
I sit at the bar, taking a glimpse
It is a sunny day
And I'm the feeling the breeze, allow me to breathe
I'm learning on the way
Keeping in touch with my patience, full throttle
You smell the fragrance? So good
I'm packing a whole convoy, skipping a whole turmoil
Shawty told me that she caught at bay
Cat fish on the media
No shit you got my attention
You ain't got to mention who you really are
Damn a nigga, he be on the news
Yeah ma codename "Montana"
Packing Balmains and the kangaroos
That's some dope shit, even if it's not appropriate
They don't know shit
They just go with
Niggas really never give a fuck about the same shit
They be asking but no answers
I'm that type of nigga, it ain't far-fetched
Now my feelings looking parrallel
Can a neegah do without help?
Cut ties with the old ways
My addictions got a loud voice
Can't think boy I can't speak
I'm a superman, you a fan boy
Trapping bad, a nigga can groove
Celebrity Rockstar star moves how a nigga slide on the beat
Too damn classy, fucking damn smooth
Gold shower in the hallway, told you I like naughty hoes
She on the cover of Broadway
Bro she made moves, watch a baddie grow
Keeping in touch with my patience, full throttle
You smell the fragrance? So good
I'm packing a whole convoy, skipping a whole turmoil
Shawty told me that she caught at bay
Cat fish on the media
No shit you got my attention
You ain't got to mention who you really are
Back in the day
Rhyming shit like little Wayne
For my niggas I'm dropping bars
Now some niggas do it for the millions
I ain't trynna get involved with it
Cause a neegah trynna get the millions too
Don't be causing no shenanigans
You crazy talking to the aliens
Yeah
How many niggas dey watch?
How many niggas get paid? (Not much)
How many times ama tell all you niggas
That people who chase ain't the deal
I never chase, I attract
Pulling my weight at the back
Matter of fact I'm one hundred percent real and packed
With a lot of knowledgeable facts
Skrrt!
Skid marks, hop in the Beamer don't wait for me
Recap, I been on maximum cruise
I'm doing it tastefully
I sit at the bar, taking a glimpse
It is a sunny day
And I'm the feeling the breeze, allow me to breathe
I'm learning on the way
Keeping in touch with my patience, full throttle
You smell the fragrance? So good
I'm packing a whole convoy, skipping a whole turmoil
Shawty told me that she caught at bay
Cat fish on the media
No shit you got my attention
You ain't got to mention who you really are
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