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Rockstar Still
by LZ Youngen & T-MAK47
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Damn, you know what's crazy? What's crazy
They ain't never heard no hood rockstar before
Damn, for real? We gotta show these niggas that
You mean right now
On God
Like right now
Let's go
I'm sellin' dreams, lil ho
Wonder who I am, oh you gon' see, lil ho
I'm a rockstar in the flesh, that's what I bleed, lil ho
On my phone, no TLC, so you can't creep, lil ho
Knowin' me, I'm sellin' dreams, what you need, lil ho
Hip-hop nigga, but I'm still a rockstar
Y'all could rock a hundred fits, but still won't stunt hard
She can't sit up on my lap because my Glock hard
Lowlife savages, we shootin' at some cop cars
Yeah, I give her everything
Fuckin' that bitch for a wedding ring
Well, maybe not wedding ring
Damn, I thought I could never sing
Now I can hit every G note
Fuckin' that bitch and she know
That nigga ain't nothin' but ego
Gemini, but I'm fuckin' a Leo
Yeah, lookin' at me like, did I change
Lookin' at her like, did she change
Fuckin' that bitch, she grab my chain
Touch my chain, I'll blow your brain
Fuckin' your hoe, that bitch get slain
Lean on me, I got a stain
Niggas askin' me like, did I change
I say, for sure, for sure
They like, don't get too rockstar on me
I'm like, I know, I know
Even though I will, I keep that steal
And I'm gon' blow them hoes
If you know you know, you know you know
If you know you know, you know you know
Wonder who I am, oh you gon' see
I'm a rockstar in the flesh, it's what I bleed
On my phone, on TLC, so you can't creep
Knowin' me, I'm sellin' dreams, what you need
Hip-hop nigga, but I'm still a rockstar
Y'all can rock a hundred fits, but still won't stunt hard
She can't sit up on my lap because my Glock hard
Lowlife savages, we shootin' at some cop cars
I'm a nigga from the trenches, still a rockstar
Y'all niggas pop up with the heat like a damn guard
Baby, all I do is smoke gas, fuck them damn bars
My vision clear, we aim together, we gon' make it far
Yeah, yeah, I'm a rockstar still
And I still steal
Done poppin' pills, okay, I might pop one
When I need them thrills
Been totin' this heat, but I still feel chills
You'll think these niggas country, the way they in the field
Grab that boy tag, the way they confirm that kill
Sellin' false hope, you better catch a deal
Sellin' false dreams, she won't wake up still
Link up with the guys, that shit like a highlight reel
The way my girl loves me, I swear it don't feel real
Bust open a new P, just pop the seal
Look how I rock this guitar, I'm a rockstar still
Thank you
Wonder who I am, oh you gon' see, lil ho
I'm a rockstar in the flesh, that's what I bleed, lil ho
On my phone, on TLC, so you can't creep, lil ho
Knowin' me, I'm sellin' dreams, what you need, lil ho
Hip-hop nigga, but I'm still a rockstar
Y'all could rock a hundred fits, but still don't stunt hard
She can't sit up on my lap, because my Glock hard
Lowlife savages, we shootin' at some cop cars
Damn, you know what's crazy? What's crazy
They ain't never heard no hood rockstar before
Damn, for real? We gotta show these niggas that
You mean right now
On God
Like right now
Let's go
I'm sellin' dreams, lil ho
Wonder who I am, oh you gon' see, lil ho
I'm a rockstar in the flesh, that's what I bleed, lil ho
On my phone, no TLC, so you can't creep, lil ho
Knowin' me, I'm sellin' dreams, what you need, lil ho
Hip-hop nigga, but I'm still a rockstar
Y'all could rock a hundred fits, but still won't stunt hard
She can't sit up on my lap because my Glock hard
Lowlife savages, we shootin' at some cop cars
Yeah, I give her everything
Fuckin' that bitch for a wedding ring
Well, maybe not wedding ring
Damn, I thought I could never sing
Now I can hit every G note
Fuckin' that bitch and she know
That nigga ain't nothin' but ego
Gemini, but I'm fuckin' a Leo
Yeah, lookin' at me like, did I change
Lookin' at her like, did she change
Fuckin' that bitch, she grab my chain
Touch my chain, I'll blow your brain
Fuckin' your hoe, that bitch get slain
Lean on me, I got a stain
Niggas askin' me like, did I change
I say, for sure, for sure
They like, don't get too rockstar on me
I'm like, I know, I know
Even though I will, I keep that steal
And I'm gon' blow them hoes
If you know you know, you know you know
If you know you know, you know you know
Wonder who I am, oh you gon' see
I'm a rockstar in the flesh, it's what I bleed
On my phone, on TLC, so you can't creep
Knowin' me, I'm sellin' dreams, what you need
Hip-hop nigga, but I'm still a rockstar
Y'all can rock a hundred fits, but still won't stunt hard
She can't sit up on my lap because my Glock hard
Lowlife savages, we shootin' at some cop cars
I'm a nigga from the trenches, still a rockstar
Y'all niggas pop up with the heat like a damn guard
Baby, all I do is smoke gas, fuck them damn bars
My vision clear, we aim together, we gon' make it far
Yeah, yeah, I'm a rockstar still
And I still steal
Done poppin' pills, okay, I might pop one
When I need them thrills
Been totin' this heat, but I still feel chills
You'll think these niggas country, the way they in the field
Grab that boy tag, the way they confirm that kill
Sellin' false hope, you better catch a deal
Sellin' false dreams, she won't wake up still
Link up with the guys, that shit like a highlight reel
The way my girl loves me, I swear it don't feel real
Bust open a new P, just pop the seal
Look how I rock this guitar, I'm a rockstar still
Thank you
Wonder who I am, oh you gon' see, lil ho
I'm a rockstar in the flesh, that's what I bleed, lil ho
On my phone, on TLC, so you can't creep, lil ho
Knowin' me, I'm sellin' dreams, what you need, lil ho
Hip-hop nigga, but I'm still a rockstar
Y'all could rock a hundred fits, but still don't stunt hard
She can't sit up on my lap, because my Glock hard
Lowlife savages, we shootin' at some cop cars