Chasing Stars, Pt. 4 (feat. Minnie Om & Almighty Sid)

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Look, I won't even cap, bitch, I'm fuckin' on your best friend
That lil' bitch a bunny, she be hoppin' straight from dick to dick
And she brought a friend, so I'm bringin' in my buddy
Look, I'm a rockstar, baby, you know how I'm comin
Aye and I got a fuckin' plan, if you movin' funny, then I gotta get my best man
Dreadhead nigga, and he comin' at your top
I put ten on, huh, nigga movin' funny with your mans on
Ayy, ayy, rockstar nigga, got these rockstar jeans on
Alexander McQueen, tryna put my team on
I been on the low for a minute, tryna get on
Ayy, They be like, where you been? Shit, nigga, I don't know
Getting to the money, I might f*ck me another hoe
Ayy, poppin' bottles, poppin' off, niggas bringing Glocks out
Got a crazy shooter shake me dreads and he pop off
I get paid a whole lot for me to say a few words
My name is not The Rock, but I still kill a few birds
If I miss an opp, then I'm quick to bust a U-turn
Leave him in the present, he don't care about his future
You can catch me speedin' on the freeway, I be lane switchin
Don't compare me to no bum, nigga, I get paid different
If you owe me money till this day, then you payin' interest
Put a couple bands on his head, I can't say I didn't
My lil' nigga's hungry, so I pay him, keep my hands can't keep a stick
Like a maestro, I might have to bring the band team
Bust a couple warning shots, made him look like he was dancin
Every time we on the track, we the undefeated tag team
I said, y-kaay, tag me in, time to get it back again
Niggas fallin' off, but every day we comin' back again
Niggas sendin' threats, I'll have to turn them to a pack again
If I catch him lackin', leave him stiffer than a mannequin
Take one of my man shooters on the search like Google
Talkin' all that shit, but he a bitch, he a poodle
Send one of my shooters, spill his brain like some noodles
I ain't even rent a car, sent that nigga in a Uber
Post a jury like a winner, chunk that nigga to a loser
That's what niggas get for talkin' tough behind computers
Niggas hatin' on me for the way that I maneuver
But your bitch tellin' me she love the way I do her
Niggas movin' funny, I can't lie, I just die laughin
If he come up missin', don't ask me, I don't know what happened
All my niggas ain't crips, but just know that they'll get it crackin
Until he see a gangsta, but I guess we know that he was cappin
While you was gettin' pimped by a ho, I was pimpin' hoes
Bitches come correct when they f*ck with me, I ain't one of those
Once I f*ck, I pass her to the homie, we ain't runnin' hoes
And way before fatherhood, nigga, I been sunnin' hoes
I done dropped the EP, now I'm back, we've been up
Ain't no jammin', bitch, yeah, this 50 Glock is what I tuck
You can't hang with me, lil' baby, say my niggas gotta f*ck
Ayy, young I'm rich, nigga, all these jewels got me stuck
Ayy, these the new slips I hit your girl with these hoes
This a SRT, ain't no way I'm goin' fuckin' slow
It's jus some niggas wanna know
She swearin' that she got it, I can't f*ck with no ho
Ayy, tell him y-kaay tag me in, ain't nobody robbin' me
Let a nigga try me, and you know I'm gon touch delete
I been on the road for a lil' minute, you ain't catchin' me
Niggas say they hatin', but they still be be out here taggin' me
Look how I'ma bust a 2-3, Michael Jordan
Ayy, you might just catch a three-pre, Ron Arden
You think a nigga fuckin' fazed me, I been ballin
And we comin' at a fuckin' AZ, who you callin'
Ayy, scary ass nigga, he ain't even wanna pose
Crazy thing, he a toast
I'm ridin' with my niggas, we ain't even got a bose
Cadillac, truck, double R, you should know
Ridin' with that nigga, he a fraud, he a ghost
Ayy, I'm the motherfuckin' ridin' star, that's a note
And if you niggas really tryin hard y'all should know
Ayy, AMK come real tall like I'm Pope

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