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billy badnewz - real rockstar lyrics

yea

hold draco like a guitar a real rockstar

huh
yea, i came from nothing i need the finest
jewels, roadsters, penthouses, none of them financed
rolexes perfect timing
perky diamonds
love jerz but i need a better climate
stacks looking like giants
i remember i was down bad
couldn’t buy this couldn’t get that
couldn’t save sh+t, couldn’t get mad
writing goals while life kept whooping my ass
i got a break through
single moma raised, its time for her break too
the opps trying brеak you
you ain’t no p+ssy, don’t let em mistake you
hustlе with all vengeance, they can never fade you
only forever hate you
but they ain’t the ones that made you
you built yourself, you mastered your craft
you building your wealth
and still willing, still grinding
that b+tch was suppose to hold me down but she was weak minded
don got acouple degrees but he street mind
i got to start charging vall fees this a cheap knowledge
yall fly, yall pilots
we fly like astronauts
yall chase b+tches and cap alot
pay for p+ssy just to have a thot
for w3 i’ll send a million shots
hold draco like a guitar a real rockstar
riding foreigns cars they want us behind bars
all i, all i every want to do is ball
yea
hold draco like a guitar a real rockstar
riding foreigns cars they want us behind bars
all i, all i every want to do is ball
forever

n+gga don’t lose yourself in all the p+ssy and drugs
n+ggas will do anything to get a buzz
can’t spend clout, i’m on a different route
i use to take the bus
getting tip money
valet driving
sleeping in my car right in front of stockton
early class, early mornings
busting traps and writing raps
trying make a fortune
like whatever happens first a n+ggga fortunate
make a empire, f+ck this corporate sh+t
i got more to get, more to see
more to see
f+ck complacency
want my money in orderly fashion
rapped in rubber bands
hundreds ain’t clashing
gotta thumb em
cuzzin coming home i gotta front em
red beem, like mitch, thats all you
call up some b+tches tell them fall through
they world is ours
i got real bad b+tch i love when she give me jaw
doing max on foreigns f+ck the law
f+ck em all
teach my son how to make a dolla before he crawl
n+gga

wanted
world
wide

- billy badnewz lyrics

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