Sterl Gotti, G.T., Babyface Ray, Acey - Stars Align lyrics

[Sterl Gotti, G.T., Babyface Ray, Acey - Stars Align lyrics]

(Malik on the beat, You recordin', Smerf?)
Man, I'm out collectin', pull up
I'm in the booth (JT on the track again)
It's on

I got a million dollars
The sign that I'm a real nigga
Matty'll turn up like he
Osama and kill niggas all of my niggas
They really out here in the field with it
Lately been grindin'
We ain't thinkin' 'bout no deal
Rollin' off Percocet 30, lately
My mama been hurtin'
I just been grindin' and workin'
I see it's finally workin'
I can see the stars align for me, oh
I can see the stars align for me, oh
(Ayy, nigga, ayy)

What you know 'bout thumbin' through
It 'til your hands numb?
If we talkin' ballin'
I just hit 'em with the and-one
Huntin' for the money like it's
Comin' with a ransom
It's kinda hard to take niggas
Advice when you pass up
Thinkin' I ain't gettin' to the bag
Then you past dumb
Everybody in here roll up
We don't pass blunts
Told the lil' bitch she can
Chill or get passed up
Nigga tried to swerve in my
Lane and got smacked up

I got a million dollars
The sign that I'm a real nigga
Matty'll turn up like he
Osama and kill niggas all of my niggas
They really out here in the field with it
Lately been grindin'
We ain't thinkin' 'bout no deal
Rollin' off Percocet 30, lately
My mama been hurtin'
I just been grindin' and workin'
I see it's finally workin'
I can see the stars align for me, oh
I can see the stars align for me, oh

Ayy, Palms Angel, palms itchin'
I get up and get it
Lil' boy, mind your business, yeah
I ride with it
Got a man, but wanna fuck, he ain't my nigga
There you go pickin' sides
Gon' be lyin' with him
You wanna run it up, then, nigga, grind
Live and die
Chain swingin', leave a nigga blind
Hypnotized
New exotic pop, got me some lines, I get high
Make it rain in the club for Snoop
It's in the sky
You gon' make me call a million times
Pussy fire i'ma put 'em up and bring
'em out when it's dry
I bought 'em for the lows, if you want 'em
Numbers high i used to hit the road, flick
It when I'm touchin' down, no cap

People say they see the best in me
They took my dog, they took the best of me
I ride around with TECs like a referee
I came from the bottom, keep a check on me
We stayed down, now we always shinin'
You can't rush the grind
This shit come with timing
Pocket watchin' on my hip
Don't let it surprise you
Might catch a body, don't get dropped
My brodie a rider
And don't mug, so watch your step
I'm in here with robbers life get hard
I'm dodgin' demons like I'm in a Charger
She used to help me, I was broke
Now she tell me to call her
Yeah, now she tell me to call her

I got a million dollars
The sign that I'm a real nigga
Matty'll turn up like he
Osama and kill niggas all of my niggas
They really out here in the field with it
Lately been grindin'
We ain't thinkin' 'bout no deal
Rollin' off Percocet 30, lately
My mama been hurtin'
I just been grindin' and workin'
I see it's finally workin'
I can see the stars align for me, oh
I can see the stars align for me, oh

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