RIVR - she know i'm a star!

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Yeah, aye
Yeah she know I'm a star
You can make the bet I'm going far
Bitch, it won't be much to say when I pull up in foreign cars
I was talking with my dawg
We both got tired of bussin cards
We just wanna pull up in the supercars on the boulevards
Its some demons at the door
Can't let them in, I ain't got time
These nigga tried to knock me off
And I almost had lost my mind
Niggas ratting, niggas snitching
He caught a quarter, he dropped dimes
These niggas hoes, these niggas bitches
My codeine cut lemon lime
Bitches using you for bread
And niggas wishing you was dead
So you better keep it 10 toes downs and 20 steps ahead
I told the doctor that I'm sick
He prescribin me up with meds
The reaper buying blicks-
He bought a FN, these niggas dead
I give a fuck bout a nigga,
Or any word he ever said,
Shoulda known the way I'm rockin
They say I'm fucked up in the head
I'm geeking bad, and counting cash
But them perkies fuck up my head
My money blue, bitches bad
And my nigga still bangin' red
You really don't want no pressure
You'll make t shirts or the news
Gone put you up that stretcher
More about it on channel 2
Smoke him up, now he a vapor
He had died behind some views
I left the body where he died
Richmond County don't gotta clue
He said he did what to who I'm round, I know he lied on em
We gone get them pistols, take em with us when we ride on em
Call him out the house and send him home, the choppa slide on em
Now he riding with them paramedics, and he died on em

Written by:
Darryl Robinson, River Robinson

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