July 205 - Stars (feat. Vonta)

Me and all my niggas just some stars
One day you gon see us riding crazy in them cars
Tryna put that money in my bag I want it all
Wrote this shit just like an SOS it's stack or starve

I can't be letting down my guard
For no broke bum bitch
I ain't hating baby I'm just telling it how it is
If close ta home ain't where that hit
Then you can't speak on how I live
This really down south scraping just to post up with a brick
Just to pose and take a pic
I can't do that shit rn you know I'm moving
Now it's safe ta say I hit that lick my mama ain't approving
Don't nobody wanna hoop no more but everybody shooting
Shit just gimme my respect I'm too official for disputing

808's like AK-47's on that dumb shit
Post up let them bitches go to work like man I love dis
You know I be coolin with that shit that you ain't stunting
Think this shit a game keep on pushing on my buttons

Me and all my niggas just some stars
One day you gon see us riding crazy in them cars
Tryna put that money in my bag I want it all
Wrote this shit just like an SOS it's stack or starve

Nose dive in the deep end
Sink or swim baby SOS is what I'm thinking
Shut the fuck up
Boss nigga speaking
Been working all week I'm finna ball all weekend
Feeling like The Weeknd I'm a muhfucking starboy
Me and all my niggas gon be riding in them cars boy
Money in the bag and this money really ours boy

Written by:
Joel Smiley

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