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letra de aimin for the stars - cravxnumb

aimin for the stars lyrics
[chorus]
i was aimin’ for the stars in the ufo
posted on a corner, servin’ em crack’s young
i was praying for the blessings gat it ten fold
came from the bottom, now a n-gga ballin’ ten toed
i’m always riding with the beam ain’t tryna die young
bought my b-tch cheney bag straight from fashion nova
took my n-gga outta hood, cause we gon ball forever
made it outta bl–dy bottoms underneath

[verse 1]
me and my n-ggas on a ghost mode
mud baby, ‘member i was all alone
a n-gga always in the trap house, with my holmes
i put my feelings by the side, chasin’ dream bag
‘nd i was thinking of my life sh-t made me pop a seal
i was down bad in the mud fore i gat a dеal
247 life a rollycosta spinnin’ hill’s
cause if you came mud, thеn you should know the feels
my mama said that i’m a star, like i’m in the skies
froze my mama tears, turn em into shooting stars
my cousin servin’ junkies out watch out for the gat’s
i can’t f-ck with non of these n-ggas, cause these n-ggas g-y’s
plottin’ on a brand new rolls royce, for my g’s day
bake my shawty cheese cake, for her birthday
shawty meagan good, took her on a date
i put my shawty on celine bag, cause i know she ain’t seen cash
[chorus]
i was aimin’ for the stars in the ufo
posted on a corner, servin’ em crack’s young
i was praying for the blessings gat it ten fold
came from the bottom, now a n-gga ballin’ ten toed
i’m always riding with the beam ain’t tryna die young
bought my b-tch cheney bag straight from fashion nova
took my n-gga outta hood, cause we gon ball forever
made it outta bl–dy bottoms underneath

[verse 2]
yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa
stripper bowl b-tches keep on twerkin’ slow mo
groupie said they want a sip i gave em’ some mo
hit her from the back she screamin’ whoa, whoa
shawty tat’ me on her boody she’s a d-mn ho
i been thugin’ in the trenches, where the bag is?
we been creepin’ through the hood, tryna get the box
i hit the l!ck inside box, swerving different
i just fload it out my wrist check out the splash warrant
i pop my perky in the benz, i’m swervin’
20 racks bustin’ down my jeans, i’m thugin’
always keep a pistol by my side, cause i’m ballin’
i’m only f-ckin’ with the b-tches i’m in love with
perfect timing, maybach, i hit it back out
i gat my n-ggas in the hood fighting federal case
only the family in my eyes i ain’t gat no face
lately i’ve been flying jet, like we on a race
[chorus]
i was aimin’ for the stars in the ufo
posted on a corner, servin’ em crack’s young
i was praying for the blessings gat it ten fold
came from the bottom, now a n-gga ballin’ ten toed
i’m always riding with the beam ain’t tryna die young
bought my b-tch cheney bag straight from fashion nova
took my n-gga outta hood, cause we gon ball forever
made it outta bl–dy bottoms underneath

[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
yah, yah, yah

- cravxnumb

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