| I live the life of a star, I got plenty of cars
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| You know the roof with the stars mix them up with the bars
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| Valet drivers try stealing our roaches
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| 20 mil in one year I never been this focused
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| I got a .40 on my hip you know I keep that
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| They be coming home with money you know I need that
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| Everywhere I go I got a bag on me
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| I’m talking good smoke, put it in a box, watch that bitch float
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| When it land I be chilling in some white sand
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| Like some grams she put her money in the right hands
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| White vans for the killers and we all high
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| Small time drug dealer, yeah I push a hard line
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| Came a long way from a hard nine
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| Looking at a pile of money and it’s all mine
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| Can’t believe we made it this far
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| You can see the blue tint shining through the glass jar
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| We keep the streets flooded
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| You know who they call every time they need something
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| And I keep something fresh in the driveway
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| I’m racing police on the highway
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| Yeah, this a good life
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| Damn, right I live the good life
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| Real stones look bright when it’s dark
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| God bless the dope game
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| I live the life of a star
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| I keep stunting
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| Keep something cause I have to
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| They get mad when they see me bring that back through
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| I’m buying everything they got, cause I need that
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| A quick flip it go fast out in Cleveland
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| I’m out in Akron, stacking
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| I was crab cracking and laughing before rapping
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| I used to get them butterfies when I opened the package
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| Now I let my little homie give me the call when it landed
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| And now my wrist all frozen
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| I’m blowing piss with the homie chosen
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| 20 bitches in the lobby
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| Your baby momma all on me
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| Don’t call me 'less you ready to work
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| All my homies get money and they still put in work
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| Frisco, thats the city where I’m from
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| We ride around half asleep
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| Guarantee that we on one
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| We keep the streets flooded
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| You know who they call every time they need something
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| And I keep something fresh in the driveway
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| I’m racing police on the highway
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| Yeah, this a good life
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| Damn, right I live the good life
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| Real stones look bright when it’s dark
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| God bless the dope game
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| I live the life of a star |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Star , by - Berner. Song from the album Sleepwalking, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп