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Woah, oh, oh, drown in the smoke
I'm a rockstar
Woah, oh, oh, drown in the smoke
Had to bring my knife in case the pussy showed his throat
On the East Coast, burnin' like it's toast
Drive to East Atlanta just in case you didn't know
I'm a rockstar, smoke too many gars
Pop too many pills, I don't think about tomorrow
I'm a rockstar, I smoke too many gars
Pop too many pills, I don't think about tomorrow
Bad mouth me, I don't do the talkin' shit
Me and my boys might pull up on some, you be goin' down and shit
And/and yes girl, I could be your world
But only for one night, she say I ain't got no life
Cause I never treat her right, and I'm always fuckin' high
Im/imma bad boy, coppers with the light
Tryna follow me, they stalkin' me, I left them out of sight
Its/It's a red dot, I don't do scopes
With this baddie on my line, and she love to give me throat
Love to get me head, she say knowledge is the most important thing
I'm sellin' dreams, they usin' them to cope
Had to take the misery and turn it into hope
I'm Like woah, oh, oh, make him drown in the smoke
Had to bring my knife in case the pussy showed his throat
On the East Coast, burnin' like it's toast
Drive to East Atlanta just in case you didn't
know
I'm a rockstar, yeah, I'm a rockstar
Woah, oh, oh, drown in the smoke
I'm a rockstar
Woah, oh, oh, drown in the smoke
Had to bring my knife in case the pussy showed his throat
On the East Coast, burnin' like it's toast
Drive to East Atlanta just in case you didn't know
I'm a rockstar, smoke too many gars
Pop too many pills, I don't think about tomorrow
I'm a rockstar, I smoke too many gars
Pop too many pills, I don't think about tomorrow
I'ma live my life and shit, cause I just got one life to live
And all that pussy shit you talkin', show me how you like to live
I.. hate that talkin' shit, you is not gon' walk with it
Kinda like a female man, you always on that gossip shit
You the type to probably snitch
I'm the type to kill a bitch
All I got is family
I don't need to make no friends this year
In expensive gear, make the money disappear Then bring it back, I'm showin' y'all just what you lack
All you broke-ass rappers need to stop it if
you bad
Get your money up and go ahead, take care
of your fam
Cause I'm a god at this
I hope you try and understand
Cause if not
It's your fault if you try and never can
Yeah, rockstar, I'm a rockstar, yeah

Written by:
Dannon Knott

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