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letra de rockstar - gitt cazz

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rockstar✔️

i’m from that dirty like a dumpster
boi don’t make me turn into a monster

big fye cook a n-gga ass jus like a lobster

used to catch me thuggin but i’m turnin to a rockstar

used to sell them onions wuudnt stop until the block hot

oooh

used to think it really wuudnt nuttn else ya doooo

now i’m writing music tryna give you all the view

dee b-tches be buggin tryna get in wit da crew

n-ggas pop up out the blue

got no hand outs

(0:34)
verse1
rockstar baby ima rockstar

but i got dat heater toast a n-gga like a pop tart

used to get dat pak and den be duckin all da cop cars

na i hop on stage and go to singing like a pop star

i be all on stage in the limelight

i be gettin paid cause i rhyme tight

they be lookin mad from the sidelines
but i’m on my grind tryna shine like it’s prime time

yea rock out on the stage like i’m in a band

but i got it on my own ion need a hand

i be all up in my zone tryna see them bands

and you know i got dat pole

1:08
(chorus)
i’m from that dirty like a dumpster
boi don’t make me turn into a monster

big fye cook a n-gga ass jus like a lobster

used to catch me thuggin but i’m turnin to a rockstar

used to sell them onions wuudnt stop until the block hot

oooh

used to think it really wuudnt nuttn else ya doooo

now i’m writing music tryna give you all the view

dee b-tches be buggin tryna get in wit da crew

n-ggas pop up out the blue

got no hand outs

(1:31)
(verse2)

yea i’m from dat dirty like i’m lu da cris
could neva paint me as a fake because i’m too legit

couldn’t get no job to get no paper had to move dem zips

couldn’t fix my mouth to ask fa favors got it off the strength

wouldn’t have this sh-t anotha waaaaaayaaie

i was down bad on my d-ck
da oda daaaaaayaaie

had ya trap out grannie crib and learn to saaaaayyaaaiivvve

now dis money comin in all different waaaaayyyaaiieesss

yea 12 was tryna bam i wunt stuntin shii

i was movin h-lla pounds all dey found was zips

i done move way outta town n i’m still wit the shiis

n i put dat on my set

(chorus)
i’m from that dirty like a dumpster

boi don’t make me turn into a monster

big fye cook a n-gga ass jus like a lobster

used to catch me thuggin but i’m turnin to a rockstar

used to sell them onions wuudnt stop until the block hot

oooh

used to think it really wuudnt nuttn else ya doooo

now i’m writing music tryna give you all the view

dee b-tches be buggin tryna get in wit da crew

n-ggas pop up out the blue

got no hand outs

- gitt cazz

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