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!