Shooting Star

We don’t got no worries nigga Here you made it off the curb you richer Fix ya, muthaphuckin face! It’s me again with the swagga Bar gm get you dagger Louis Vuitton back for stabbing Usually armed, Cadillac'n Cruelty long as I’m banging Be too much nigga for massa Painting my pain with desire Hiding through liquor & laughter Look miss I’m more then a rapper, come wrap your legs round a King Married to rage & then rapture Baby my name got a ring A shooting star hit the ghetto, bury a G in his jewelry, my biggest groupie for company, my first CD & my hoodie Don’t like me now, hate me later Don’t let it turn into love We shot the vein of the inner city, suburbia drug Finally flossing, let em know it’s us Rows of trucks Og Kush & bows to crush Most of us Don’t know shit but the struggle We hold a grudge Hoes in lust Got the flow by the nickel, reload and bust Blown to dust Bump into it won’t tickle A opp step up we'll whip his ass Postion we lifting with the kicks to last Let us pick your cask' Ain’t no slippin pass Georgie’s on to strip his ass Ran them bitches stranded from my pimpin' past Tinted glass Snitches yellin, no tellin I’m dipped in cash You go to feel me! Flooded out canary! Summon the wolves Halloween Here’s my Hail Mary Shout to those that hold their own way Helping to bring the team back Separate from the stagnant ones, it’ll just have to be that Raising up my MC stats, thanks to Big L & G-Rap Polly (politic) with the phenomenal Eat, sleep & bleed tracks! Facts!