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Trai Solo - Rockstar Living (feat. Cymba) Lyrics



Trai Solo - Rockstar Living (feat. Cymba) Lyrics




Rockstar smokin' on a pack all day
So many niggas tried to ride my wave
Faceguard Pippen, I need my space
Whole lotta bull shit is in my way
Money on the go
Cause my bro on the bitcoin
Baby mama crying
Wish the baby would been born
Momma never thought
That a baby could been born
But then she had 3 of us

Rockstar livin' in the yo
Play a lil 2k
Wholesale product on the shelve
Never get in my way
Whole it's right there in front of us
Counting the bodies like Dracula
Rushin da creams yea she oozing
I gotta buss
Holdin ha cards I ain't mad at ha
Calling me daddy
She kno' imma drop It off
Pulling her hair cause she like it Rough
Drip on the table
She kno that I got da sauce
Told all my homies to call it off

Bro pop pills going crazy
Dam shawty head was amazing
Hotter than a rock
I melt the pavement
Hoes start jocking
Cause I make hits
They never thought I'd really do it
Better ask about me
They never thought I'd really f*ck ha
'Til she through it back
DreDaGoat he the maddest
Call it hershey madness
DreDaGoat he the maddest
He a savage

Rockstar smokin on a pack all day
So many niggas tried to ride my wave
Faceguard Pippen, I need my space
Whole lotta bull shit is in my way
Money on the go
Cause my bro on da bitcoin
Baby mama crying
Wish the baby would've been born
Momma never thought
That a baby could been born
But then she had 3 of us

My mental' not ok
But my vibe will keep me sane
Make a nigga mad
Hope a nigga let it pass
A nigga too smart
Won't end up in a bag
I love da smell of money
I just wanna chase a bag
A nigga don't react
When a nigga talkin' trash
He not talkin money
So I leave in da trash
Movin too fast
Hope da nigga chasin', Don't crash

Imma take it slow
And dat's how imma run it up
As you niggas know
I came from da man above
Know the icy veins
Running through my foreign blood
Pacing to the money
While these niggas facing slugs

Mercy breeds for some of you niggas
So you show some love
You see them purple hunnits
When I'm faded so you know what's Up
Party to da fullest
Cause it don't require love
Lil balance cause of weed
So I'm good
This is my destiny
Don't feel pain
I just smoke my weed
Too many thoughts
I can hardly think
Yea yea yea yea yea yea

Bro pop pills going crazy
Dam shawty head was amazing
Hotter than a rock
I melt the pavement
Hoes start jocking
Cause I make hits
They never thought I'd really do it
Better ask about me
They never thought I'd really f*ck ha
'Til she through it back
DreDaGoat he da maddest
Call it hershey madness
DreDaGoat he da maddest
He a savage

Rockstar smokin on a pack all day
So many niggas tried to ride my wave
Face guard Pippen, I need my space
Whole lotta bull shit is in my way
Money on the go
Cause my bro on da bitcoin
Baby mama crying
Wish the baby would've been born
Momma never thought
That a baby could been born
But then she had 3 of us

Then she had 3
What you do to me
I kno' that it's draining my energy
I could have you rockstar livin'
In the middle of a penthouse suite

I been locked in on the beats
Make a couple moves in the streets
Swipe the bitcoin for a fee
Livin in the belly of the beast
You could be the beauty to my beast
Ion never wanna catch a plea
Now I'm in Atlanta I'm wit Lee
Make a few M's in a week

Money don't come wit da fame
Livin on a bridge between love and Hate
Some people say there's another way
I can't compete if I'm not in the race
And if love ain't there and a nigga Ain't happy
Do you feel my pain

I been f*cked off on some other shit
Focused on making another hit
Every time I f*ck up
Why you judging me
I'm abusing my drugs while in public
I ain't discussing it
I'm smoking so I can feel nothing
I'm just tryna make this shit Something

Rockstar smokin on a pack all day
So many niggas tried to ride my wave
Face guard pippen, I need my space
Whole lotta bull shit is in my way
Money on the go
Cause my bro on da bitcoin
Baby mama crying
Wish the baby would've been born
Momma never thought
That a baby could been born
But then she had 3 of us
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Rockstar smokin' on a pack all day
So many niggas tried to ride my wave
Faceguard Pippen, I need my space
Whole lotta bull shit is in my way
Money on the go
Cause my bro on the bitcoin
Baby mama crying
Wish the baby would been born
Momma never thought
That a baby could been born
But then she had 3 of us

Rockstar livin' in the yo
Play a lil 2k
Wholesale product on the shelve
Never get in my way
Whole it's right there in front of us
Counting the bodies like Dracula
Rushin da creams yea she oozing
I gotta buss
Holdin ha cards I ain't mad at ha
Calling me daddy
She kno' imma drop It off
Pulling her hair cause she like it Rough
Drip on the table
She kno that I got da sauce
Told all my homies to call it off

Bro pop pills going crazy
Dam shawty head was amazing
Hotter than a rock
I melt the pavement
Hoes start jocking
Cause I make hits
They never thought I'd really do it
Better ask about me
They never thought I'd really f*ck ha
'Til she through it back
DreDaGoat he the maddest
Call it hershey madness
DreDaGoat he the maddest
He a savage

Rockstar smokin on a pack all day
So many niggas tried to ride my wave
Faceguard Pippen, I need my space
Whole lotta bull shit is in my way
Money on the go
Cause my bro on da bitcoin
Baby mama crying
Wish the baby would've been born
Momma never thought
That a baby could been born
But then she had 3 of us

My mental' not ok
But my vibe will keep me sane
Make a nigga mad
Hope a nigga let it pass
A nigga too smart
Won't end up in a bag
I love da smell of money
I just wanna chase a bag
A nigga don't react
When a nigga talkin' trash
He not talkin money
So I leave in da trash
Movin too fast
Hope da nigga chasin', Don't crash

Imma take it slow
And dat's how imma run it up
As you niggas know
I came from da man above
Know the icy veins
Running through my foreign blood
Pacing to the money
While these niggas facing slugs

Mercy breeds for some of you niggas
So you show some love
You see them purple hunnits
When I'm faded so you know what's Up
Party to da fullest
Cause it don't require love
Lil balance cause of weed
So I'm good
This is my destiny
Don't feel pain
I just smoke my weed
Too many thoughts
I can hardly think
Yea yea yea yea yea yea

Bro pop pills going crazy
Dam shawty head was amazing
Hotter than a rock
I melt the pavement
Hoes start jocking
Cause I make hits
They never thought I'd really do it
Better ask about me
They never thought I'd really f*ck ha
'Til she through it back
DreDaGoat he da maddest
Call it hershey madness
DreDaGoat he da maddest
He a savage

Rockstar smokin on a pack all day
So many niggas tried to ride my wave
Face guard Pippen, I need my space
Whole lotta bull shit is in my way
Money on the go
Cause my bro on da bitcoin
Baby mama crying
Wish the baby would've been born
Momma never thought
That a baby could been born
But then she had 3 of us

Then she had 3
What you do to me
I kno' that it's draining my energy
I could have you rockstar livin'
In the middle of a penthouse suite

I been locked in on the beats
Make a couple moves in the streets
Swipe the bitcoin for a fee
Livin in the belly of the beast
You could be the beauty to my beast
Ion never wanna catch a plea
Now I'm in Atlanta I'm wit Lee
Make a few M's in a week

Money don't come wit da fame
Livin on a bridge between love and Hate
Some people say there's another way
I can't compete if I'm not in the race
And if love ain't there and a nigga Ain't happy
Do you feel my pain

I been f*cked off on some other shit
Focused on making another hit
Every time I f*ck up
Why you judging me
I'm abusing my drugs while in public
I ain't discussing it
I'm smoking so I can feel nothing
I'm just tryna make this shit Something

Rockstar smokin on a pack all day
So many niggas tried to ride my wave
Face guard pippen, I need my space
Whole lotta bull shit is in my way
Money on the go
Cause my bro on da bitcoin
Baby mama crying
Wish the baby would've been born
Momma never thought
That a baby could been born
But then she had 3 of us
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Writer: Amari Moyo, Jayden Young, Lee Young
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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