I got to get it once
I ain't wishing I'm a star
Say just what I want
I ain't gotta write no bars
I'ma make it to the top, making sure that
I'm a star
Using what I want when nobody wanna share
I done did that
I flip that
I make a couple racks
I don't copy no flows
Said I make it on my own
You gon' reap what you sow, why you playing with my money
Over a couple hundred dollars, yeah, you looking real funny
So I'ma drop the top of my car
Running around, ghost riding
Thizz, face
I'm shaking my dreads and
I'm shaking my ass
Feel the vibration running through my body
Can't let the negativity get in my head
Sipping on my tea while
I'm cleansing my mind
Finna make it out the hood, meditate, manifesting
Pull up to Wendys
Said I want a number nine
(he on ma phone he wanna li lick)
I told his bitch to come and get him
I don't got the time for no switch ups
Don't look up at the stars
Make a wish, bitch
I don't need your money, said I got my own
Replacing my phone real quick
I don't need this
I don't got the time to be on the phone with you
Airplane mode
Hang up on your bitch
Hoe bitch, I ain't got time for it
Hoe bitch, you gotta plan to get your money up
Hoe bitch, your life ain't a f*cking joke
Let me know when you ready to go (off)
I'm getting to a point where I ain't gotta hit a lick
I'm getting to a point
I pay someone to smack a bitch
Pay someone to go and bring me my cup
I count my own money, Can't have these, bitches actin' funny
You gon' know it's me when I pull up
All eyes up when I walk in
I'm real tatted up, I'm a canvas
And I ain't tripping over nothing cause life goes on
Writing out my destiny
Hand me my pen
Said I know what I want
Don't be jealous
Yo, time will come, it's called patience
Can't get what I got
Get your own shit
Cause I pay for this
I got my own shit
I'm on a new level
No, you can't have this
You got your own shit
No, you can't get it
Get it how you live
Make your pockets big
I'm wishin' on the stars
To follow where you are
I'm wishin' on a dream
To follow what it means
Follow what, follow what it means
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I got to get it once
I ain't wishing I'm a star
Say just what I want
I ain't gotta write no bars
I'ma make it to the top, making sure that
I'm a star
Using what I want when nobody wanna share
I done did that
I flip that
I make a couple racks
I don't copy no flows
Said I make it on my own
You gon' reap what you sow, why you playing with my money
Over a couple hundred dollars, yeah, you looking real funny
So I'ma drop the top of my car
Running around, ghost riding
Thizz, face
I'm shaking my dreads and
I'm shaking my ass
Feel the vibration running through my body
Can't let the negativity get in my head
Sipping on my tea while
I'm cleansing my mind
Finna make it out the hood, meditate, manifesting
Pull up to Wendys
Said I want a number nine
(he on ma phone he wanna li lick)
I told his bitch to come and get him
I don't got the time for no switch ups
Don't look up at the stars
Make a wish, bitch
I don't need your money, said I got my own
Replacing my phone real quick
I don't need this
I don't got the time to be on the phone with you
Airplane mode
Hang up on your bitch
Hoe bitch, I ain't got time for it
Hoe bitch, you gotta plan to get your money up
Hoe bitch, your life ain't a f*cking joke
Let me know when you ready to go (off)
I'm getting to a point where I ain't gotta hit a lick
I'm getting to a point
I pay someone to smack a bitch
Pay someone to go and bring me my cup
I count my own money, Can't have these, bitches actin' funny
You gon' know it's me when I pull up
All eyes up when I walk in
I'm real tatted up, I'm a canvas
And I ain't tripping over nothing cause life goes on
Writing out my destiny
Hand me my pen
Said I know what I want
Don't be jealous
Yo, time will come, it's called patience
Can't get what I got
Get your own shit
Cause I pay for this
I got my own shit
I'm on a new level
No, you can't have this
You got your own shit
No, you can't get it
Get it how you live
Make your pockets big
I'm wishin' on the stars
To follow where you are
I'm wishin' on a dream
To follow what it means
Follow what, follow what it means
I ain't wishing I'm a star
Say just what I want
I ain't gotta write no bars
I'ma make it to the top, making sure that
I'm a star
Using what I want when nobody wanna share
I done did that
I flip that
I make a couple racks
I don't copy no flows
Said I make it on my own
You gon' reap what you sow, why you playing with my money
Over a couple hundred dollars, yeah, you looking real funny
So I'ma drop the top of my car
Running around, ghost riding
Thizz, face
I'm shaking my dreads and
I'm shaking my ass
Feel the vibration running through my body
Can't let the negativity get in my head
Sipping on my tea while
I'm cleansing my mind
Finna make it out the hood, meditate, manifesting
Pull up to Wendys
Said I want a number nine
(he on ma phone he wanna li lick)
I told his bitch to come and get him
I don't got the time for no switch ups
Don't look up at the stars
Make a wish, bitch
I don't need your money, said I got my own
Replacing my phone real quick
I don't need this
I don't got the time to be on the phone with you
Airplane mode
Hang up on your bitch
Hoe bitch, I ain't got time for it
Hoe bitch, you gotta plan to get your money up
Hoe bitch, your life ain't a f*cking joke
Let me know when you ready to go (off)
I'm getting to a point where I ain't gotta hit a lick
I'm getting to a point
I pay someone to smack a bitch
Pay someone to go and bring me my cup
I count my own money, Can't have these, bitches actin' funny
You gon' know it's me when I pull up
All eyes up when I walk in
I'm real tatted up, I'm a canvas
And I ain't tripping over nothing cause life goes on
Writing out my destiny
Hand me my pen
Said I know what I want
Don't be jealous
Yo, time will come, it's called patience
Can't get what I got
Get your own shit
Cause I pay for this
I got my own shit
I'm on a new level
No, you can't have this
You got your own shit
No, you can't get it
Get it how you live
Make your pockets big
I'm wishin' on the stars
To follow where you are
I'm wishin' on a dream
To follow what it means
Follow what, follow what it means
Writer: Koress Washington
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