Shoot for the Stars

Where I come from it’s war, so right now I’m just vibin'
Eighteen, I’m a trench kid, where I come from the evil conniving
You don’t really want smoke with us, someone go ahead and dyin'
Catch an opp, it’s a man down, straight drillin' ain’t with all the cryin'
Remember them nights I was starvin'
Remember them nights it was cold
Remember them nights I had nobody
Walkin' home, it was me and my pole
Thinkin' I never won’t try, 'cause I’m really on go
I ain’t really gon' say too much right now, I’m just lettin' you now
Make sure they come up like «How, how, how"(Gang)
Pop at them and drip like «Wow, wow, wow»
Niggas tryna copy my style, style, style (My style)
Niggas ain’t hard, they foul, foul, foul
I’ma shoot for the stars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ma shoot for the stars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’ma shoot for the stars
I’ma shoot for the stars