Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Awe Stars, artist - Brandun DeShayDate of issue: 21.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Awe Stars |
| Take a look at me and they can tell I’ve |
| Rapping so long, I got more bars than cell blocks |
| Every interview, they asking if I want the deal or not |
| Asking if I sell lots |
| Nigga, is hell hot? |
| There go your answer, that pessimism’s your cancer |
| Best to beat it like beat it like Micheal Jackson |
| Most of these niggas lacking the skill it takes to make classics |
| They come to me, looking plastic, real hearts is made out of molasses |
| I’m hard and they looking plastic, please say I’m not the only one |
| Flyest nigga up in the club, ain’t even twenty-one |
| Quit my day job to make a living off having fun |
| Making beats; |
| better yet, made a killing, that’s hella sweet |
| Guaranteed I’ll bet I get that money, like, pronto |
| But trust me, I’ma get you in the end, Tonto |
| Don’t play me like a console and we’ll be all good |
| Todos, bien, let the games begin |
| If this XXL cover Obama, I’m the hardest of McCains |
| 310, said it first, I’m just staying in my lane |
| Crashing into haters 'cause my speed is insane |
| Dreams on my brain, trying to scheme to make a change |
| To get cream and the fame and my team do the same |
| I’m alcohol on the track, yeah, the kid, the one to blame |
| I remember two years ago, they didn’t know my name |
| Now these hoes scream me out like I’m putting them in pain |
| The young boy, I came to kill them again |
| Sorry rapper, I ain’t really feeling you, man |
| Got the call from I told him the weekend |
| Would be the best time, school on the weekdays |
| Schoolyard niggas, y’all suspended for three days |
| It’s two types of niggas: real and fake |
| 'Cause your bros turned sour when you talking 'bout cake |
| 'Cause they can’t be fair when you splitting up what you make |
| Okay, I rock these dope bands, but I make the game step up |
| Got that doctor money, I’m just trying to get my check up |
| Balling, balling, somebody call a ref up |
| View these boys in hindsight, think they need to catch up |
| People say I’m next up, throw them up like |
| Plus my clique’s some animals and y’all boys just some Cheetah Girls |
| Gotta stay protected, dog, you know that it’s a crazy world |
| When niggas put that hit up in your head like a pressing curl |
| Yeah, they repping hard, know how to play they cards |
| Handle the right like guards, they call me Charizard |
| Why? |
| Because I spit that fire, your flow is like rims, it’s tires |
| So I must detach your wires with this steel, I call it pliers |
| And your girl love me, dog, I am the best, man |
| Look at you like Wolverine, why? |
| 'Cause you a ex-man |
| Got a lot of paper and you’ll never take it from me |
| Yeah, this Rockie Fresh, bitch, and I’m busy getting money |
| Motherfucker |