Lil Durk – Rockstar (feat. Lil Skies) Lyrics

Lil Durk – Rockstar (feat. Lil Skies) Lyrics
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Lil Durk (feat. Lil Skies)
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    "Rockstar." - Lil Durk (feat. Lil Skies)

    Album: Signed to the Streets 3
    Track No: 20

    Young Chop on the beat
    Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up
    Oh, ooh, rockstar
    Turn me up Chop

    Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
    Put prescription drugs on my tongue, I had to take it
    Keep my secrets deep down inside, I had to face it
    For you, I put my life on the line, that shit felt crazy

    They gon' ride still, they made Percs them Advils
    Don't you hate when the guys tell?
    Hate results from a nine shell
    Take the fans off of lockdown, securers call, I'ma press one
    Felony on my background, gun license, you ain't got one
    Trigger finger, catch a nine one
    I remember swipin' bad cards
    I remember wifin' bad bulls, broke nigga thought the vibe off
    I remember totin' cap guns, a lot of pounds of that platinum
    A lot of pounds, I go platinum, woah (Rockstar), rockstar
    Nigga, fuck your homie, I heard they cappin' too
    My homie pull up lookin' like me
    You would think they rappin' too
    They kill you dead, they sit down calm
    And smoke a black or two
    Salt on his name, they tried to frame him, free Makado

    A rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
    Put prescription drugs on my tongue, I had to take it
    Keep my secrets deep down inside, I had to face it

    Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
    Yeah, yeah

    I'm sipping real codeine (Codeine)
    200 racks on me (On me)
    I done put stars on the roof (On the roof), inside a galaxy (Uh)
    Flight after flight, I'm gone (I'm gone)
    I'm tourin' overseas (Overseas)
    My brother doing life (Life)
    Cops never gon' let him free (Fuck them)
    These niggas not built like we (Hell nah)
    Broke nigga gon' talk, he cheap (Broke)
    Me and Durk top dog like Meech (Like Meech)
    Pack touch, we flood the streets (The streets)
    Pray my opps get deceased (They dead)
    Ain't no love for the weak (R.I.P.)
    And if I die tonight (R.I.P.), bury me in my dreams, just 'cause
    This a rockstar lifestyle, bitches gettin' naked
    I roll up like 20 blunts, know that I'ma face it
    I been through like too much, why I'm gettin' wasted
    Fuck all of the fake shit, they hatin'

    Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
    Put prescription drugs on my tongue, I had to take it
    Keep my secrets deep down inside, I had to face it
    For you I put my life on the line, that shit felt crazy
    For you I put my life on the line, that shit felt crazy
    For you I put my life on the line, that shit felt crazy
    For you I go and unload the nine, that shit so crazy
    For you I put my life on the line, that shit felt crazy

    Writer(s): JohnAtom, Young Chop, Lil Skies, Lil Durk.

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