David Bowie

(kill yourself)
(ye)
(look at the sky im better than ever)
(ye)
(eya)
(last day)
(i must be dreaming)
What you talking about?
I fell down then i get it
You can catch me cashing in a minute
Oh ya
You gonna catch me with some demons
Gang
Talk my shit they feel me
Pretty bitch keep saying that she needs me
Oh yah
Swag
On my rockstar shit i feel like David Bowie
Why the fuck you keep acting like you fucking know me
And i never met you boy don't call me homie
I done kiss the cup i got my self the fucking trophy
Ya
Used to be down bad but now we big up
Twenty - seven studio is time to geek up eya
Baby show me some bands to get my dick up eya
She do her little dance i need money longer than a benz truck
I'm about to crash the truck
Got weed inside the trunk
They said they gon shoot but they missed me like Donald Trump
Step outside so fly, they look at the fit, hey know wassup
Like i could style your ass
And then go tell them where you got the swag
Yea Remmy gave it to you
Why the fuck you hate on Youtube
Swag
But ain't gonna lie if i was like that ill' be mad too
Like i be mad for real
You broke as fuck can't pay the bills
Bitch so in love, feining for me like i'm fentanyl
What you talking about?
I fell down then i get it
You can catch me cashing in a minute
(Popstars) oh ya
You gonna catch me with some demons
Gang
Talk my shit they feel me
Pretty bitch keep saying that she needs me
Oh yah
Swag
On my rockstar shit i feel like David Bowie
Why the fuck you keep acting like you fucking know me
And i never met you boy don't call me homie
I done kiss the cup i got my self the fucking trophy
Ya
Used to be down bad but now we big up



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