Project Youngin, Key Glock - Rock Star Shit lyrics

It's the Youngin ho lil Project Youngin man
Can't tell me nothing man
What up smoke, I'm fuckin' with this one
Yeah, Glock celebrity type shit, feel me?

I'm on my rockstar shit, turnt
Up in this bitch, woo woo
Can't nobody turn me down
(can't nobody turn me down)
Fuck a bitch my only goal is to get rich
Yeah yeah
I ain't gon' let you stop my shine (nah, nah)
Now why you walk like that
Why you talk like that, huh?
'Cause this money on my mind (rockstar baby)
Young nigga love stunting
'specially coming up from nothing
Late nights and early mornings on my grind
(woo) , yeah yeah

Ayy, I worked too hard for this shit
I'm Milly Rocking in the kitchen
I go hard with my wrist
Check out my neck and my wrist
I know I make niggas pissed
Ain't get no money taking care of your kids
Ain't hustlin' for shit
From corner hustlin', to corporate thuggin'
I get it in, I'm road running, getting money
Slidin' top off the Benz
From selling dope to rocking shows
I can't pretend
I love this life that I'm living
Lord forgive me for sinning
No I ain't slowing down bitch I'ma star
I came too far to ever turn around now
'Cause I'm that guy, I'm too fly
Oh what a night i beat her and then delete
Her, she wasn't my type, huh

Ayy, I'm on my rockstar shit
(woo, rockstar baby)
Ayy, I need a rockstar bitch
(need a rockstar bitch)
Ayy, I'm getting rockstar rich (money)
You don't like it, suck my rockstar dick
(woo) , yeah yeah

I'm on my rockstar shit, turnt
Up in this bitch, woo woo
Can't nobody turn me down
(can't nobody turn me down)
Fuck a bitch my only goal is to get rich
Yeah yeah
I ain't gon' let you stop my shine (nah, nah)
Now why you walk like that
Why you talk like that, huh?
'Cause this money on my mind (rockstar baby)
Young nigga love stunting
'specially coming up from nothing
Late nights and early mornings on my grind
(woo) , yeah yeah

Rockstar shit, uh chopper drumkit
Riding foreign shit
Got some presidential tint (yeah)
I'm on some super shit
In the booth like Clark Kent
I'm on some rich shit
Boy your pockets full of lint (you broke)
Yeah my diamonds bling blaow (bling blaow)
All these bitches screaming wow (wow)
Chopper sing like Chris Brown
I'm screaming look at me now
Got a rollie just to shine (ice)
Bustdown, can't tell the time (ice)
Bitch I'm blessed, I pay my tithes (blessed)
I'ma get rich or die trying (like Fifty)
I'm on some trap star shit (trap)
Trap star shit (trap)
I re-up with backend then I do a back flip
(on God) you better check the temp
I'm hotter than a pot of grit's
(pot of grit's) i'm pourin' back to back
Now I can't take another sip
(take another sip)

Ayy, I'm on my rockstar shit
(woo, rockstar baby)
Ayy, I need a rockstar bitch
(need a rockstar bitch)
Ayy, I'm getting rockstar rich (money)
You don't like it, suck my rockstar dick
(woo) , yeah yeah

I'm on my rockstar shit, turnt
Up in this bitch, woo woo
Can't nobody turn me down
(can't nobody turn me down)
Fuck a bitch my only goal is to get rich
Yeah yeah
I ain't gon' let you stop my shine (nah, nah)
Now why you walk like that
Why you talk like that, huh?
'Cause this money on my mind (rockstar baby)
Young nigga love stunting
'specially coming up from nothing
Late nights and early mornings on my grind
(woo) , yeah yeah