Star

My girl shines so bright, I swear to God that she’s a star
How I wonder, how I wonder how you are
If I push this button I know it’s gon' start this car
I’m so high, I need a first-class flight to Mars
Take me away or free all my niggas behind bars
Free up Tino, free up Zino, that’s on God
I pray for my niggas, whether they worship God or Allah
Stay true to yourself, I swear down you’ll go far
The studio way too jumpy
Bro in the trap with cats and junkies
You told me that place smell funny
I said come to the stu, make money
I performed to like a crowd of twenty
Half of who, attention didn’t even pay me any
That just got me mad, now I’m in my bag
Yeah you know that I smoke flavours heavy
I performed for like ten thousand plus
Buss down the nck and watch
Get my bitch anything she wants
VVS, she’s my star on God
Sh a star, what’s your star sign?
Studies, does retail part-time
Hobbies, loves living this fast life
Loves living this fast life