Lil Tjay, Fivio Foreign - Shoot for the Stars lyrics
Lil Tjay [Tione Daylan Merritt] The Bronx, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸
Fivio Foreign [Maxie Lee Ryles III] Brooklyn, New York. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Tjay, Fivio Foreign - Shoot for the Stars lyrics]
I'ma shoot for the stars
(Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma shoot for the stars
(Baow, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma shoot for the stars (Baow)
I'ma shoot for the stars (Baow)
I'ma shoot for the stars (Ayy! Uh)
I'ma shoot for the stars (Ayy, look)
We gon' do it for bro and 'em (Bro and 'em)
We don't know 'em, we don't go with them
(Nah) uh, baow (Uh)
We see an opp and we blowin' 'em
(Blowin' 'em) , down down, uh
(Uh) , All the fame I done found (Found)
They gon' talk behind your back (Facts)
In your face, they don't never make a sound
(Ayy, ayy) all of this money I can count
(All of this money I can count)
Old bitches comin' back around (Ayy)
We see an opp and we back him down, baow
(Ayy, ayy, ayy) woo, we ain't lettin' up, uh
(We ain't lettin' up)
I think a fuck nigga set him up (Ayy)
I wish that brodie had better luck, baow
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Uh, we ain't stoppin' 'til they fed of us
(Nah) , uh (Uh)
Woo (yeah) , they'll never get ahead of us (Never, uh, woo)
I get the money and level up (Uh, woo)
I get the money and level up
I'ma shoot for the stars
(Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma shoot for the stars
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma shoot for the stars (Baow)
I'ma shoot for the stars (Baow)
I'ma shoot for the stars (Baow)
I'ma shoot for the stars (Grrt)
Where I come from, it's war, so right now
I'm just vibin'
Eighteen, I'm a trench kid, where
I come from, they evil, conniving
You don't really want smoke with us
Someone gon' end up dyin'
Catch an opp, it's a
Man down, straight drillin'
Ain't with all the cryin'
'Member them nights I was starvin'
'Member them nights it was cold
'Member them nights I had nobody
Walkin' home, it was me and my pole
Think I'm a rapper, don't try
'cause I'm really on go
I ain't really gon' say too much right now
I'm just lettin' you know
They saw the come-up like, "How, how, how?"
(Gang)
Pop out, I'm drippin' like, "Wow, wow, wow"
(Drip)
Niggas try copy my style, style, style
(My style)
Niggas ain't solid, they foul, foul, foul
(They foul)
I'ma shoot for the stars
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma shoot for the stars
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma shoot for the stars
I'ma shoot for the stars
I'ma shoot for the stars
I'ma shoot for the stars