(12 Hunna on the beat)
(DY definitely Krazy)
Can you turn my headphones up a lil’ bit?
Thank you
I say, mama, I’m a rockstar, and I don’t care what these people think of me
I say that they should just leave me ‘lone, none of their opinions, it don’t get to me
Rock peace on my face, I got big, big loads on the way
I got bundles of blue hundreds
I won’t take my paint off, just wanna be free so tell ’em, “Please take these links off” (Let’s go)
My heart shackled down, kill me if they can take my head off
Mama, I got millions, I go and buy a big house
Won’t forgive if it’s civilians, when I let that stick off
They just waitin’ on the kid fall, they done got me pissed off
I come from the gutter, f#ck where I was, where I’m not though
It can’t be another, there’s only one and only Top, so
Please don’t judge me because I’m me
Him with facial paint, that’s who they wanna f#ckin’ see
Rock peace on my face, I got big, big loads on the way
I got bundles of blue hundreds
I won’t take my paint off, just wanna be free so tell ’em, “Please take these links off”
I say, mama, I’m a rockstar, and I don’t care what they think about me
Let me tell it then they should just leave me ‘lone, ’cause I don’t think that they want these issues with me (They don’t want these issues)
Yeah, I’m in this b#tch, who got an issue with me? (Who got an issue?)
I got these b#tches and some hittas with me
I got some Bloods, and n#gg#s Crippin’ with me
I’m livin’ large with all these millions with me (Ain’t lyin’, ain’t lyin’)
Rock peace on my face, I got big, big loads on the way
I got bundles of blue hundreds
I won’t take my paint off, just wanna be free so tell ’em, “Please take these links off”
I don’t give no f#ck ’bout what they think ’bout
This money can fill up a grotto
I got all them models in so many cars, they all can’t fit at my house
No, no-no-no-no-no-no-no
They tryna find my flow, Northside where you gotta go
Hey, come ride with me (Hey, come ride with me)
Ooh-ooh, hmm-hmm, ah-ah
Top hollerin’ like, “The Feds after me,” oh
They wanna see me, but I’m just here like, “Bye, bye”
And they know AI a shotta, they know we kill ’em right now
Know my brothers knock a block down
If I’m not in New York, you know Utah where I’m gon’ be found
Hopin’ that my grandma and my bro guiding me ’round
They judgin’ me, I don’t need be around
Rock peace on my face, I got big, big loads on the way
I got bundles of blue hundreds
I won’t take my paint off, just wanna be free so tell ’em, “Please take these links off”
I say, mama, I’m a rockstar, and I don’t care what they think about me
Let me tell it then they should just leave me ‘lone, ’cause I don’t think that they want these issues with me (They don’t want these issues)
I’m in this b#tch, who got an issue with me? (Who got an issue?)
I got these b#tches, and some hittas with me
I got some Bloods, and n#gg#s Crippin’ with me
I’m leaving out with all these millions with me
I’m a rockstar
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