Destroy Lonely - Stars in the Sky lyrics
Destroy Lonely [Wardell Sandimanie III] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Destroy Lonely - Stars in the Sky lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
(I, am big enough to put stars in the sky)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
(I, can show you things
To rearrange your mind)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
(I, might not be the most perfect kinda guy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
All three phones
They go off at the same time
I smoke dope and play the
Game at the same time
You got problems you ain't face, bitch
I face mine
You share your blunt with yo' partners
I face mine
You share your clothes with yo' partners
I buy mine
And this '09 Dior, shit is made by Slimane
I'm having fun, in this Margiela Martin
I drip like my Grandad
When I'm rockin' Marni
Got a rockstar bitch, I call her Dolly Parton
Live a real lit life
You can't crash my party
I'm still the same young nigga
Addicted To Money
We done made so much
We Related Through Money
I get this shit out the mud and
You can't take that from me
And I get paid so much
It's like I'm printing money
(I'm printing money)
(I get paid so much
It's like I'm printing money)
(I'm in this bitch with Clayco)
Okay, my diamonds twinkle just like sunshine
Oh, that's your bitch? Well
That bitch is mine
Look in my eyes, all you see is dollar signs
Oh, she like money? Then, that bitch my kind
When she count my money up, she lookin' fine
She say, she wanna a star, well look
I gave her five
They hated on me, told a nigga
He should stop
But look, young nigga
This what happen when you try
Yeah, I
Am big enough to put stars in the sky
Yeah, I
Can show you things to rearrange your mind
Yeah, I
Might not be the most perfect kinda guy
But if you tell me, it take time
Then I got the will to try
I done got so fuckin' high
Now I know that I can fly
Bitch, you know this world is mine
And I want you and you, to come inside
Yeah, I'm Lonely, I'm with Miley Cyrus
That's another man down, bitch
I hear the sirens
Yeah, I'm outside, bitch, fuck this virus
And you won't see the hoe around
I hit her private
(Okay)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
(Yes, I
Am big enough to put stars in the sky)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
(And I
Can show you things to rearrange your mind)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
(And I
Am not the world's most perfect kinda guy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
All three phones
They go off at the same time
I smoke dope and play the
Game at the same time
You got problems you ain't face, bitch
I face mine
You share your blunt with yo' partners
I face mine
You share your clothes with yo' partners
I buy mine
And this '09 Dior shit is made by Slimane
I'm having fun, in this Margiela Martin
I drip like my Grandad
When I'm rockin' Marni
Got a rockstar bitch, I call her Dolly Parton
Live a real lit life
You can't crash my party
I'm still the same young nigga
Addicted To Money
We done made so much
We Related Through Money
I get this shit out the mud and
You can't take that from me
And I get paid so much
It's like I'm printing money
(Yeah, I)
(I'm in this bitch with Clayco)
(I, am big enough to put stars in the sky)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
(I, can show you things
To rearrange your mind)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
(I, might not be the most perfect kinda guy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
All three phones
They go off at the same time
I smoke dope and play the
Game at the same time
You got problems you ain't face, bitch
I face mine
You share your blunt with yo' partners
I face mine
You share your clothes with yo' partners
I buy mine
And this '09 Dior, shit is made by Slimane
I'm having fun, in this Margiela Martin
I drip like my Grandad
When I'm rockin' Marni
Got a rockstar bitch, I call her Dolly Parton
Live a real lit life
You can't crash my party
I'm still the same young nigga
Addicted To Money
We done made so much
We Related Through Money
I get this shit out the mud and
You can't take that from me
And I get paid so much
It's like I'm printing money
(I'm printing money)
(I get paid so much
It's like I'm printing money)
(I'm in this bitch with Clayco)
Okay, my diamonds twinkle just like sunshine
Oh, that's your bitch? Well
That bitch is mine
Look in my eyes, all you see is dollar signs
Oh, she like money? Then, that bitch my kind
When she count my money up, she lookin' fine
She say, she wanna a star, well look
I gave her five
They hated on me, told a nigga
He should stop
But look, young nigga
This what happen when you try
Yeah, I
Am big enough to put stars in the sky
Yeah, I
Can show you things to rearrange your mind
Yeah, I
Might not be the most perfect kinda guy
But if you tell me, it take time
Then I got the will to try
I done got so fuckin' high
Now I know that I can fly
Bitch, you know this world is mine
And I want you and you, to come inside
Yeah, I'm Lonely, I'm with Miley Cyrus
That's another man down, bitch
I hear the sirens
Yeah, I'm outside, bitch, fuck this virus
And you won't see the hoe around
I hit her private
(Okay)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
(Yes, I
Am big enough to put stars in the sky)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
(And I
Can show you things to rearrange your mind)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
(And I
Am not the world's most perfect kinda guy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
All three phones
They go off at the same time
I smoke dope and play the
Game at the same time
You got problems you ain't face, bitch
I face mine
You share your blunt with yo' partners
I face mine
You share your clothes with yo' partners
I buy mine
And this '09 Dior shit is made by Slimane
I'm having fun, in this Margiela Martin
I drip like my Grandad
When I'm rockin' Marni
Got a rockstar bitch, I call her Dolly Parton
Live a real lit life
You can't crash my party
I'm still the same young nigga
Addicted To Money
We done made so much
We Related Through Money
I get this shit out the mud and
You can't take that from me
And I get paid so much
It's like I'm printing money
(Yeah, I)
(I'm in this bitch with Clayco)