Tknox - Stars

I'm on the Southside, you know at the best side
Play with the gang, he get hog tied
Shoot out his gang, they can all die
How is it beef, but you don't slide
How you want smoke, you ain't got a fye
Nigga wanna play, we send him to the sky
You know how I'm coming, man, free all the guys
Long life Steppa, you still on my mind
I'm so lit, but I'm not in my prime
If you love me, why the fuck is you lying
1800 with a slice of a lime
Three phones asking, what is the time?
Bad attitude, damn, she fine Niggas ain't solid, them boys dropping dime
Free all my niggas, they sitting on some time
Fuck that, I'm trying to shade back
Nigga wanna smoke, that drac got a kick back
Internet talking, but you know we don't play that
Sending them shots, where your whole family staying
If yeen OTY, then lil' nigga don't say that
Crossing me out, I'ma get my lit back
Pushing this Honda like I'm in a motherfucking scat
Head so trash, I'm so damn mad
Ion work for Apple, I got me a Mac
Nigga want beef, but they can't go rack for rack cant go bag for bag, can't go sack to sack
Yo bitch give me rain when she mad
I'm on the E-Way, I'm treating this shit like a motherfucking track
I'm dodging 12 when I step on the gas
That nigga not like that, look at him and laugh
I'm on the Southside, you know at the best side
Play with the gang, he get hog tied
Shoot out his gang, they can all die
How is it beef, but you don't slide
How you want smoke, you ain't got a fye
Nigga wanna play, we send him to the sky
You know how I'm coming, man, free all the guys
Long life Steppa, you still on my mind
I'm so lit, but I'm not in my prime
If you love me, why the fuck is you lying
1800 with a slice of a lime
Three phones asking, what is the time?
Bad attitude, damn, she fine Niggas ain't solid, them boys dropping dime
Free all my niggas, they sitting on some time
Damn, headshot Niggas speak all my gang, swear to god yo ass get popped
Nigga try that shit and your ass getting knocked
Dusse going PG, all in the socks
I cannot love you, my heart is on lock
Heart on lock and the will not open
Met this lil hoe and she already soaking
I'm off the drink and I'm already flowing
What's in my cup, I call it purple potion
Niggas ain't got no money, no motion I'm off the drink and I'm coasting
I'm not bragging, bitch, I'm boasting I got money, now you know this
I'm on the Southside, you know at the bed side
Play with the gang, he get hog tied
Shoot out his gang, they can all die
How is it beef, but you don't slide
How you want smoke, you ain't got a fye
Nigga wanna play, we send him to the sky
You know how I'm coming, man, free all the guys
Long life Steppa, you still on my mind
I'm so lit, but I'm not in my prime
If you love me, why the fuck is you lying
1800 with a slice of a lime
Three phones asking, what is the time?
Bad attitude, damn, she fine Niggas ain't solid, them boys dropping dime
Free all my niggas, they sitting on some time
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Written by:
tyler knox

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