Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Starlight , by - Dave. Release date: 02.03.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Starlight |
| It’s hard to hate on the truth I’m living in |
| Nuff man hate with their lies instead |
| Counting cash with a phone to my ear |
| I feel like Meek on a private jet |
| Life or death |
| 5/5, eyes, thighs, potential wifey |
| Industry, respected highly |
| In this street, protected |
| I do know my man but I don’t trust him |
| Trust that, beez in trap, disgusting |
| Stick with the stick, PVA, PDA |
| Kiss that in public |
| South London, where I made my |
| South London’s where I made my first hundred |
| Elastic bands, plastic bags |
| Two in the blue like cheese and onion |
| In Jamaica, quick vacation, travelling my pastime |
| Nuff pollution in the ends, I flew back yard cah I wanna see starlight |
| Eritrean, skin tone cinnamon, I think I found my princess |
| My empress still gonna impress, I know them man talk on the kid but |
| It’s hard to hate on the truth I’m living in |
| Nuff man hate with their lies instead |
| Counting cash with a phone to my ear |
| I feel like Meek on a private jet |
| Life or death |
| Five, five eyes, thighs, potential wifey |
| In this street, respected highly |
| In this street protected |
| Any girl that I’m dating knows |
| Bags that I buy come filled with fiftys |
| She a ten out of ten on a bad day |
| Public affection, I tell her «Come kiss me» |
| I like mine obsessed, clingy |
| If she don’t miss me, miss me |
| If she don’t miss me, history |
| If she don’t miss me, it’s a mystery |
| G17 in the party, tipsy |
| Don’t drink, that’s risky |
| Focus, shells gonna land like Disney |
| And put 'em down under, Sydney |
| That’s bait, I donate both my kidneys |
| True love what the kid needs |
| And a girl from the West-est Indies |
| I know them man talk on the kid but |
| It’s hard to hate on the truth I’m living in |
| Nuff man hate with their lies instead |
| Counting cash with a phone to my ear |
| I feel like Meek on a private jet |
| Life or death |
| 5/5, eyes, thighs, potential wifey |
| Industry, respected highly |
| In this street, protected |
| In this world that I’m in |
| How you wanna take pics with the belts and the ring |
| But don’t help in the gym? |
| Nuff girls dating their biggest haters |
| How her boyfriend don’t want her to win? |
| Like, reh |
| And how my girlfriend never wanna see me have a good time out |
| If she ain’t there? |
| Yeah, yeah (Fly me to the moon) |
| Fly me to the moon, let me get some space |
| Seeing them stars on her private story |
| I dust that chick, she got no grace (Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter |
| and) |
| See her ex-man, she got no taste |
| Hip dip, she got no waist |
| Body snatched, serving face (In other words, hold my hand) |
| Hold my hand, personal trainer |
| Frequent flyer badge |
| She tone and tan, free my gang (In other words, darling kiss me) |
| 013s and 020s |
| Oh, God knows I miss my bros |
| I just got a call from jail on the phone and that might |
| Fill my heart with song and let me sing forevermore |
| You are all I long for, all I worship and adore |
| In other words, please be true |
| In other words, I love you |
| Well, in other words, I love you |