PopStar

Yo, 14, you got another one Yeah, yeah Since high school, a lot done steered me wrong with most of the shit that I put up with I'm surprised that I held on they drive right past you while you walking They knowin' they did wrong, and I've been around for days, and I'd carry a dead phone And I'm so fucked up, head spinnin', mind way too blown I'm a pop star, really used to be him, but he dead and gone And I write music, now I forget to tell him I just might really be on And I ain't wanna ignore you, I just need some time alone I used to love hard, treat him just like fam, but play your part Khaki crease in my pants, and it still started with starch From where you could get your ass whooped, if them niggas thought you was smart And I ain't seen my son since March, and we almost approaching March Type of shit that make your head itch, but life gon' leave a scar F*ck a holiday, and God bless everybody that had it hard I stay high, don't need no parachute, now we live on Mars 80 inch up on my wall, shit quit tryna knock me off Still ride around with hands, I got big drakes, no I ain't soft If you ask me, I got hella reasons why I set it off No, you ain't gotta explain shit, I know times that made it hard Always been the type to roar about my gang and lion heart They gon' love my ass for real when I'm on 106 & Park 14 sleazy ass dollars just to push on this lil cart And I keep thinking about the music, how I set myself apart You ever seen something hot, and you can't put that bitch in park I done seen so many things, and never changed up on my heart I ain't nothin' like no tissue, like yo hoe like it I'm hard I know these niggas love to shoot, and I'm on defense playin' Smart Keep her wet just like Ginobili but I ain't gon' lose shit over no broad Yeah, since high school, a lot done steered me wrong with most the shit that I put up with, I'm surprised that I held on And drive right past you while you walkin', they knowin' they there wrong And I bum around for days, and I'd carry a dead phone And I'm so fucked up, headspinnin', mind way too blown I'm a pop star, really used to be him, but he dead and gone And I write music, now I forget to tell him, I just might really be on And I ain't wanna ignore you, I just needed some time alone Let's get it, yeah I just needed some time alone Let's get it, yeah I just needed some time alone, real shit, man Ayy Ayy Yo 14, you got another one