Rockstar livin', rockstar made
Tell em' cover me in diamonds when I reach my grave
F*ck your little shorty, man, it's not worth the pain
Rather drip in blood than drippin' from this rain
I can't find the source, God done ran his course
Went from sleepin' beds, now I'm sat right on this floor
Got em' screamin' more, huh, shit I can't endure
Grown men don't cry, that's a lie, It's immature
I've been fadin' in and out, confidence been in a drought
Sixes heal the pain, got my head and vision spinnin' round
Ridin' through the city, bitches is f*ckin' with me
Cuttin' off that bitch because she started actin' silly
How am I in the wrong, if you played me all along
Man, I know where I belong, man, it's killin' me like fentanyl
I ain't drop the ball, love done killed us all
I ain't finna be the man they sent right here to fall
Rockstar livin', rockstar made
Tell em' cover me in diamonds when I reach my grave
F*ck your little shorty, man, it's not worth the pain
Rather drip in blood than drippin' from this rain
I can't find the source, God done ran his course
Went from sleepin' beds, now I'm sat right on this floor
Got em' screamin' more, huh, shit I can't endure
Grown men don't cry, that's a lie, It's immature
It's immature, yeah
Oh, woah
E.X.T - Grown Men Don't Cry Lyrics
E.X.T - Grown Men Don't Cry Lyrics
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Rockstar livin', rockstar made
Tell em' cover me in diamonds when I reach my grave
F*ck your little shorty, man, it's not worth the pain
Rather drip in blood than drippin' from this rain
I can't find the source, God done ran his course
Went from sleepin' beds, now I'm sat right on this floor
Got em' screamin' more, huh, shit I can't endure
Grown men don't cry, that's a lie, It's immature
I've been fadin' in and out, confidence been in a drought
Sixes heal the pain, got my head and vision spinnin' round
Ridin' through the city, bitches is f*ckin' with me
Cuttin' off that bitch because she started actin' silly
How am I in the wrong, if you played me all along
Man, I know where I belong, man, it's killin' me like fentanyl
I ain't drop the ball, love done killed us all
I ain't finna be the man they sent right here to fall
Rockstar livin', rockstar made
Tell em' cover me in diamonds when I reach my grave
F*ck your little shorty, man, it's not worth the pain
Rather drip in blood than drippin' from this rain
I can't find the source, God done ran his course
Went from sleepin' beds, now I'm sat right on this floor
Got em' screamin' more, huh, shit I can't endure
Grown men don't cry, that's a lie, It's immature
It's immature, yeah
Oh, woah
Tell em' cover me in diamonds when I reach my grave
F*ck your little shorty, man, it's not worth the pain
Rather drip in blood than drippin' from this rain
I can't find the source, God done ran his course
Went from sleepin' beds, now I'm sat right on this floor
Got em' screamin' more, huh, shit I can't endure
Grown men don't cry, that's a lie, It's immature
I've been fadin' in and out, confidence been in a drought
Sixes heal the pain, got my head and vision spinnin' round
Ridin' through the city, bitches is f*ckin' with me
Cuttin' off that bitch because she started actin' silly
How am I in the wrong, if you played me all along
Man, I know where I belong, man, it's killin' me like fentanyl
I ain't drop the ball, love done killed us all
I ain't finna be the man they sent right here to fall
Rockstar livin', rockstar made
Tell em' cover me in diamonds when I reach my grave
F*ck your little shorty, man, it's not worth the pain
Rather drip in blood than drippin' from this rain
I can't find the source, God done ran his course
Went from sleepin' beds, now I'm sat right on this floor
Got em' screamin' more, huh, shit I can't endure
Grown men don't cry, that's a lie, It's immature
It's immature, yeah
Oh, woah
Writer: Elijah Thomas
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