The flow sick like school day skippin'
If you ain't cool with the crew then you ain't winnin'
Imma never grow up, keep the Kool-Aid sippin'
And I ain't even in my prime ain't no 2-day shippin', yeah
I wake up hit the gym then dip
Sip a shake while I let a couple records play
G*59 spinnin' then it's N.W.A
I got critics I got haters, boy I'll send trouble two ways
They love to hate on me, the young one with a dream
Only sixteen but my mind is older
And I stick with four shapes when I buy controllers
I got the force to hold the green livin' like Master Yoda
Livin' like Master Yoda
Yeah, ok I'm ravaging the opposition
It's like a blackening pathogen with a decision
I'm given to fight, or wreak damage and vanish in rhythm
Rockstar mode
I'm known to rock hard we a go till they close
Sick of livin' like a ghost
Cash locked in the car
Come and see me at a show
Kick it with the bros
We all gonna coast
While the others do the most (do the most, do the most)
In a speedboat, she wanna hear the Migos
I'm tryna do me though like I'm a superhero
I stopped counting, in the double digits
Last night I saw the Hubble in a vision
Evil in pursuit I can barely even move
Deja vu, they blinded to the truth
I guess someone must've died in this place
Cause it feels like I'm the only one alive in this place
Kinda sad, all my friends decided their fate
I'm goin' hard in the paint
Can you try to relate?
You think you know me
I think you don't
You wish your life was half as dope
Nope, talkin' it you'll probably dip
Don't ever let me see your sorry face again you petty little hypocrite
Cause I'm sorry that I do it better and I get it faster
They warned you boy you're dealing with the master at work
A beast in the booth, a freak on the loose
You'd best bequeath your loot he's at your neck like a noose
Rockstar mode
I'm known to rock hard we a go till they close
Sick of livin' like a ghost
Cash locked in the car
Come and see me at a show
Kick it with the bros
We all gonna coast
While the others do the most (do the most, do the most)
In a speedboat, she wanna hear the Migos
I'm tryna do me though like I'm a superhero
Tytanium - Rockstar Mode Lyrics
Tytanium - Rockstar Mode Lyrics
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The flow sick like school day skippin'
If you ain't cool with the crew then you ain't winnin'
Imma never grow up, keep the Kool-Aid sippin'
And I ain't even in my prime ain't no 2-day shippin', yeah
I wake up hit the gym then dip
Sip a shake while I let a couple records play
G*59 spinnin' then it's N.W.A
I got critics I got haters, boy I'll send trouble two ways
They love to hate on me, the young one with a dream
Only sixteen but my mind is older
And I stick with four shapes when I buy controllers
I got the force to hold the green livin' like Master Yoda
Livin' like Master Yoda
Yeah, ok I'm ravaging the opposition
It's like a blackening pathogen with a decision
I'm given to fight, or wreak damage and vanish in rhythm
Rockstar mode
I'm known to rock hard we a go till they close
Sick of livin' like a ghost
Cash locked in the car
Come and see me at a show
Kick it with the bros
We all gonna coast
While the others do the most (do the most, do the most)
In a speedboat, she wanna hear the Migos
I'm tryna do me though like I'm a superhero
I stopped counting, in the double digits
Last night I saw the Hubble in a vision
Evil in pursuit I can barely even move
Deja vu, they blinded to the truth
I guess someone must've died in this place
Cause it feels like I'm the only one alive in this place
Kinda sad, all my friends decided their fate
I'm goin' hard in the paint
Can you try to relate?
You think you know me
I think you don't
You wish your life was half as dope
Nope, talkin' it you'll probably dip
Don't ever let me see your sorry face again you petty little hypocrite
Cause I'm sorry that I do it better and I get it faster
They warned you boy you're dealing with the master at work
A beast in the booth, a freak on the loose
You'd best bequeath your loot he's at your neck like a noose
Rockstar mode
I'm known to rock hard we a go till they close
Sick of livin' like a ghost
Cash locked in the car
Come and see me at a show
Kick it with the bros
We all gonna coast
While the others do the most (do the most, do the most)
In a speedboat, she wanna hear the Migos
I'm tryna do me though like I'm a superhero
If you ain't cool with the crew then you ain't winnin'
Imma never grow up, keep the Kool-Aid sippin'
And I ain't even in my prime ain't no 2-day shippin', yeah
I wake up hit the gym then dip
Sip a shake while I let a couple records play
G*59 spinnin' then it's N.W.A
I got critics I got haters, boy I'll send trouble two ways
They love to hate on me, the young one with a dream
Only sixteen but my mind is older
And I stick with four shapes when I buy controllers
I got the force to hold the green livin' like Master Yoda
Livin' like Master Yoda
Yeah, ok I'm ravaging the opposition
It's like a blackening pathogen with a decision
I'm given to fight, or wreak damage and vanish in rhythm
Rockstar mode
I'm known to rock hard we a go till they close
Sick of livin' like a ghost
Cash locked in the car
Come and see me at a show
Kick it with the bros
We all gonna coast
While the others do the most (do the most, do the most)
In a speedboat, she wanna hear the Migos
I'm tryna do me though like I'm a superhero
I stopped counting, in the double digits
Last night I saw the Hubble in a vision
Evil in pursuit I can barely even move
Deja vu, they blinded to the truth
I guess someone must've died in this place
Cause it feels like I'm the only one alive in this place
Kinda sad, all my friends decided their fate
I'm goin' hard in the paint
Can you try to relate?
You think you know me
I think you don't
You wish your life was half as dope
Nope, talkin' it you'll probably dip
Don't ever let me see your sorry face again you petty little hypocrite
Cause I'm sorry that I do it better and I get it faster
They warned you boy you're dealing with the master at work
A beast in the booth, a freak on the loose
You'd best bequeath your loot he's at your neck like a noose
Rockstar mode
I'm known to rock hard we a go till they close
Sick of livin' like a ghost
Cash locked in the car
Come and see me at a show
Kick it with the bros
We all gonna coast
While the others do the most (do the most, do the most)
In a speedboat, she wanna hear the Migos
I'm tryna do me though like I'm a superhero
Writer: Tyler Howardell
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid