Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song RAPSTAR , by - Polo G. Release date: 02.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
RAPSTAR |
| Uh (Tuned up), copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag |
| Like fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it |
| I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin' |
| Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin' |
| I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'? |
| I been makin' like two thousand a minute |
| So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin' |
| I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it |
| I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it |
| And we might have a child when I'm finished |
| Uh, I won't love a ho, after we fuck, she can't get near me |
| Only bitch I give a conversation to is Siri |
| My pants Amiri, yes, I'm winnin', clearly |
| I'm the chosen one, seen my potential, so they fear me |
| Lately I've been prayin', God, I wonder, can You hear me? |
| Thinkin' 'bout the old me, I swear I miss you dearly |
| Stay down 'til you come up, I've been stickin' to that theory |
| Every day a battle, I'm exhausted and I'm weary |
| Make sure I smile in public, when alone, my eyes teary |
| I fought through it all, but that shit hurt me severely |
| I've been gettin' high to hide behind my insecurities |
| Takin' different pills, but I know it ain't gon'— |
| Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag |
| Like fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it |
| I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin' |
| Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin' |
| I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'? |
| I been makin' like two thousand a minute |
| So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin' |
| I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it |
| I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it (Uh, uh) |
| And we might have a child when I'm finished |
| They say I'm Pac rebirth, never put out a weak verse |
| Homicides when we lurk, I'ma step 'til my feet hurt |
| Been puttin' them streets first |
| White tees turned burgundy t-shirts |
| Lookin' for somethin' real, he stuck in a deep search |
| Anxiety killin' me, I just want to leave Earth |
| When they ask if I'm okay, it just make everything seem worse |
| Try and explain your feelings, sound like something you rehearsed |
| Stabbed me in my back with a clean smirk |
| Lookin' so deep into your eyes, I can read your thoughts, so |
| Shut the fuck—, I mean, please don't talk |
| I done been through too much and I don't need another loss |
| Put that on every war scar for every battle I fought |
| Uh, copped a BMW, new deposit, I picked up another bag |
| Like fuck it, I'ma count while I'm in it |
| I hear planes flyin', crowds screamin', money counters, chains clangin' |
| Shit, I guess that's how it sound when you winnin' |
| I ain't jokin', do it sound like I'm kiddin'? |
| I been makin' like two thousand a minute |
| So high up through the clouds, I was swimmin' |
| I'm probably gon' drown when I'm in it |
| I bet she gon' get loud when I'm in it |
| And we might have a child when I'm finished |
| When I'm finished, when I'm finished |