Rockstar (Feat. 4Rax)

Touched a lot of bands I hope I think I deserve it
I hope I think I deserve it
This some fucked up shit, Lord knows I ain't perfect
Lord knows I ain't perfect
We was getting money when they was wearing throwback jerseys
When they was wearing throwback jerseys
I went from ashy to classy, nigga so fuck Jergens
Nigga so fuck Jergens
You ain't never been in a car when niggas went to murder
I ain't never changed my nigga that's on purpose
Ain't enough money in the world I think it's worth it
Every time I leave shows over closed curtains
Bitch I don't answer the phone cause I be working
Nigga pull up and get this curbside service
Niggas try to post with the kid but they be nervous
But I'm a get rich or die tryin' like Curtis

I'm still in the dope game
Made a name off of cocaine
Posted on the corner all night
Fresh up off the trap bitch I'm musty I need a shower
But who gives a fuck when you making a thousand a hour
You was selling my mama dope
I was selling your mama the same thing
Still chasing I ain't able to get no sleep
I sleep with one eye open
Cause the ground it was just a myth
Cause the ground it was just a myth

Nightmares I wake up in a cold sweat
You a slave to a king I put a rope on your neck
I ain't nobody I'm just a nigga who write the checks
Niggas found me in the west on the corner with crack
Put me in a car said they needed me in the lab
I had just sold a half I had zipped up some more shit
I was outside grinding never on no hoe shit
Cause round here you get your motherfucking dome split
And if a nigga ever run out of crack
Believe I ain't gon' think twice about putting a monkey on your back
And if a nigga ever run out of crack
Believe I ain't gon' think twice about putting a monkey on your back

I'm still in the dope game
Made a name off of cocaine
Posted on the corner all night
Fresh up off the trap bitch I'm musty I need a shower
But who gives a fuck when you making a thousand a hour
You was selling my mama dope
I was selling your mama the same thing
Still chasing I ain't able to get no sleep
I sleep with one eye open
Cause the ground it was just a myth
Cause the ground it was just a myth

Black guitar bags niggas know I'm a rockstar
They don't come around cause we done paid off the cop cars
We done paid off the cop cars
We done paid off the cop cars
Black guitar bags niggas know I'm a rockstar
They don't come around cause we done paid off the cop cars
We done paid off the cop cars
We done paid off the cop cars

I'm still in the dope game
Made a name off of cocaine
Posted on the corner all night
Fresh up off the trap bitch I'm musty I need a shower
But who gives a fuck when you making a thousand a hour
You was selling my mama dope
I was selling your mama the same thing
Still chasing I ain't able to get no sleep
I sleep with one eye open
Cause the ground it was just a myth
Cause the ground it was just a myth