Pursue

The top so god damn close
I feel like I can touch it
I’m dark angel
Dark rose
Pursuit of. (?)
I do love it
I’m starboy starboy
Starboy’s not big fan of public
How you seek attention
I swear I get too much of it
What more can I do
I got so much to do
All that I pursue
Often I consume
What we could call —
My doom-
Who the fuck are you (?)
Get high till I’m confused (¿)
Diamond gold infused
The audience amused
My DNA is royal royal roy — al
Count benjis turn me blue
Erase you with no clue
Put the time in
Paid my dues
Yes I got whole lot to prove
Mainly to me
Some to you
Cause you told me I can’t fly
And then I flew-
I glowed up
And I grew
Tll a bad bitch
Lets times two
That mean bring yo bstfriend through
I was sixth man
Most improved
Missed practices-
A few
Now I’m starter —
Fire in the booth
Fire in the booth
My tears went to down to root
Turned my family tree into
Money tree money tree
I step out my shoes
And let you step into
Some that —
What’d I get myself —
Into into
Lately I’ve been — praying daily
Steady screaming fuck em
Hate me
I win
Now they love me
Now I’m right above them
Guns
Knives
Weapons
My waist band
I tuck em
Drums
Strings
Bass
They tell me stay out treble
Rockstar nigga
Love nobody but him
-self
(te amo mis familia)
Self-
Awareness
My excuse for self destruction
Cool like lava
When we make lovea
Cause eruptions
Rockstar nigga
Go getta
Beat drummer
Need a range rover
And a jeep
Fuck a hummer
Ima life saver
No defib — (x — defibrilator)
But I’m stunna
Ima life taker
And I only trust one gunna
Give me good reason
Set me off then I’m gonna
Bap
Bap
Audience
Clap clap
Bad ting
Boss bitch
Gotta have the
Wap Wap
(Wet ass pussy)
Show up
Rock out
Pull up pull up
Pop out
Boo
The top so god damn close
I feel like I can touch it
I’m dark angel
Dark rose
Pursuit of what. (?)
I do love it
I’m starboy starboy
Starboy’s not big fan of public
How you seek attention
I swear I get way too much of it
Count by threes and twos
Twos and threes
I trust none or few
Everything I do
(This one bitch thought I was famous she assumed)
I run I run through
(But I don’t run from shit)
Who the fuck are you
Get high till I’m confused
Diamond gold infused
The audience amused
My DNA is royal roy — al
Count benjis
Turn me blue
Got whole lot to prove
I step out
Wish I stayed in
Avoiding attention —
I get way way way wayyy too much of it
All eyes on me
Got staring problems
Im the cause of it
Im not sorry
She told me I’ll go far-i
They tell me I’ll go far-i
Striving
And prospering
Like a$ap barri
I keep gettin new car-ies
(Fury)
Mr. 402
Deeay Deeay Deeay