ROKKSTAR LIFFE
"Okay let's play"
Rokkstar liffe come pour on me (Yeah, Ahh)
Too much mud stuck on my cleats (Mmh, ahh)
I don't know how I should feel (Yeah, ahh)
They just asked me where I been? (Mmh, huh)
Been outhere working on me, huh, huh on me
I might switch up for no reason, for no reason
Beggin' me talkin' all season, yeah all season, mmh
Look, hop on a beat and I'm making a mess
It's weighing on me, I got way too much stress
I just wanna slip, right under your dress
I live ny honesty, so I barely confess
But then, sometimes telling a lie is how you survive
Watch how you move it's a jungle outside
Snakes and lions, they circle your life
So I'm working on me 'cause I'm tranna thrive, yeah
They wonder how I keep my drive
I'm determined, I'm full of life
I search my peak, I search my prime
For them good tings I surely make time (ta, ta, ta)
Rokkstar liffe, rokkstar liffe
There's too much mud, there's too much mud
Rokkstar liffe, rokkstar liffe
There's too much mud, there's too much mud
Rokkstar liffe come pour on me (Yeah, Ahh)
Too much mud stuck on my cleats (Mmh, ahh)
I don't know how I should feel (Yeah, ahh)
They just asked me where I been? (Mmh, huh)
Been outhere working on me, huh, huh on me
I might switch up for no reason, for no reason
Beggin' me talkin' all season, yeah all season, mmh
Mmh, mmh, yeah
Yeah, mmh, yeah
Yeah, mmh, yeah
Rokk boyys, yeah (Wassup arcyde)
Rokkstar liffe come pour on me (Yeah, Ahh)
Too much mud stuck on my cleats (Mmh, ahh)
I don't know how I should feel (Yeah, ahh)
They just asked me where I been? (Mmh, huh)
Been outhere working on me, huh, huh on me
I might switch up for no reason, for no reason
Beggin' me talkin' all season, yeah all season, mmh
Look, hop on a beat and I'm making a mess
It's weighing on me, I got way too much stress
I just wanna slip, right under your dress
I live ny honesty, so I barely confess
But then, sometimes telling a lie is how you survive
Watch how you move it's a jungle outside
Snakes and lions, they circle your life
So I'm working on me 'cause I'm tranna thrive, yeah
They wonder how I keep my drive
I'm determined, I'm full of life
I search my peak, I search my prime
For them good tings I surely make time (ta, ta, ta)
Rokkstar liffe, rokkstar liffe
There's too much mud, there's too much mud
Rokkstar liffe, rokkstar liffe
There's too much mud, there's too much mud
Rokkstar liffe come pour on me (Yeah, Ahh)
Too much mud stuck on my cleats (Mmh, ahh)
I don't know how I should feel (Yeah, ahh)
They just asked me where I been? (Mmh, huh)
Been outhere working on me, huh, huh on me
I might switch up for no reason, for no reason
Beggin' me talkin' all season, yeah all season, mmh
Mmh, mmh, yeah
Yeah, mmh, yeah
Yeah, mmh, yeah
Rokk boyys, yeah (Wassup arcyde)
Credits
Writer(s): Lloyd Thulasizwe Mzimela, Who Is Bands
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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