letra de rockout (feat. lurk franklin) - hazinsava
[intro]
whip out my guitar
yeah yeah
[chorus]
yeah i’m on my rockstar sh-t
b-tch i’m living like a rockstar n-gga
i just upped up on my bread like a soft fire
counting up my money
b-tch we living large
i was driving out expensive whips
and flipping foreign cars
dripping out they always ask to take a pic with me
i’m looking good in all my angles without saying cheese
i was walking down the street
my pants was held by louisv
i heard my phone calling
labels reaching out to me
[verse one: hazinsava]
yeah
move smarter
and work harder
when we celebrating we make anything come true
should i, rock out or make a scene?
or should i stеp out really quick and silently ?
[verse two: lurk franklin]
aye
rockstar lifеstyle
feel like heavy metal
swerving in the h-llcat
i’m talking pedal to the medal
got a shorty with a red dress
i’m dancing with the devil
when you getting to this paper
gotta watch on every level
see an ‘op and then we pop it
turn him to a trending topic
then we posted in the tropics
being broke is not an option
probably smoking on some celery
all because of my melodies
i’m with a chick so bad
that it’s a crime, a d-mn felony
it’s easy to me
your shorty leaving with me
i know you in disbelief
like how this happen to me?
use to do them little shows
and they was laughing at me
now i open mosh pits
and they be jumping out their seats
[bridge: lurk franklin]
like “oh my god, how he do that?”
got it out the mud
i’m talking no cap
rockstar life
like where the hoes at?
where the o’s at?
nah, where my bros at?
like “oh my god, how he do that?”
got it out the mud
i’m talking no cap
rockstar life
like where the hoes at?
where the o’s at?
nah, where my bros at?
[chorus: hazinsava]
yeah i’m on my rockstar sh-t
b-tch i’m living like a rockstar n-gga
i just upped up on my bread like a soft fire
counting up my money
b-tch we living large
i was driving out expensive whips
and flipping foreign cars
dripping out they always ask to take a pic with me
i’m looking good in all my angles without saying cheese
i was walking down the street
my pants was held by louisv
i heard my phone calling
labels reaching out to me
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