​brandUn DeShay, Casey Veggies, Rockie Fresh - Awe Stars lyrics

[​brandUn DeShay, Casey Veggies, Rockie Fresh - Awe Stars lyrics]

Take a look at me and they can tell I've
Rapping so long
I got more bars than cell blocks
Every interview
They asking if I want the deal or not
Asking if I sell lots nigga, is hell hot?
There go your answer
That pessimism's your cancer
Best to beat it like beat
It like Micheal Jackson
Most of these niggas lacking the skill
It takes to make classics
They come to me, looking plastic
Real hearts is made out of molasses
I'm hard and they looking plastic, please
Say I'm not the only one
Flyest nigga up in the club
Ain't even twenty-one
Quit my day job to make
A living off having fun
Making beats better yet, made a killing
That's hella sweet
Guaranteed I'll bet I get that money, like
Pronto
But trust me, I'ma get you in the end, Tonto
Don't play me like a console
And we'll be all good
Todos, bien, let the games begin

If this XXL cover Obama
I'm the hardest of McCains
310, said it first
I'm just staying in my lane
Crashing into haters 'cause my
Speed is insane dreams on my brain
Trying to scheme to make a change
To get cream and the fame and
My team do the same
I'm alcohol on the track, yeah, the kid
The one to blame i remember two years ago
They didn't know my name
Now these hoes scream me out like
I'm putting them in pain
The young boy, I came to kill them again
Sorry rapper, I ain't really feeling you, man
Got the call from I told him the weekend
Would be the best time
School on the weekdays schoolyard niggas
Y'all suspended for three days
It's two types of niggas: real and fake
'Cause your bros turned sour when
You talking 'bout cake
'Cause they can't be fair when you
Splitting up what you make

Okay, I rock these dope bands
But I make the game step up
Got that doctor money
I'm just trying to get my check up
Balling, balling, somebody call a ref up
View these boys in hindsight
Think they need to catch up
People say I'm next up, throw them up like
Plus my clique's some animals and y'all
Boys just some Cheetah Girls
Gotta stay protected, dog
You know that it's a crazy world
When niggas put that hit up in
Your head like a pressing curl
Yeah, they repping hard
Know how to play they cards
Handle the right like guards
They call me Charizard
Why? Because I spit that fire
Your flow is like rims, it's tires
So I must detach your wires with this steel
I call it pliers
And your girl love me, dog, I am the best
Man look at you like Wolverine
Why? 'Cause you a ex man
Got a lot of paper and you'll
Never take it from me
Yeah, this Rockie Fresh, bitch
And I'm busy getting money motherfucker

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