Rockstar Benefits Lyrics

Runnin' home to the last rock

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Tell me, gang, my future you flyin' through

Yeah, okay

Earth, lil' bird ain't goin' home to the last rock

Goin' ice while the rocks on

Ops we got to drop on

He from a long family of bums

Hittas slidin' like they in the kitchen with they socks on

She ain't all that fine in person but she know her angles

So many tennis chains on me, I damn near strangled

Rockstar, denim, won't catch me in no wranglers takin' pictures with strangers

Guess I'm damn near famous

Humble beginnings

Came from round the way my home was poverty stricken,

Hop up off my ass, got tired of hopelessly wishin', change gon' come

They said it would, but it didn't

Now I can show you the difference

Put my pain in these songs, they said I'm blessed

Said I'm gifted, gotta make it with this rappin

This my lottery ticket, this a V12 engine

California livin' goin' places I ain't been

With some faces I ain't never met

Ice cream, VV's on me, magic, they don't never melt

Victory and envy, such a pleasure, pain I never felt

Money trees, leaves, make changes like the weather

Wish my dogs was free and Rob was here, we'd be shinin' together

Early bird ain't goin' home to the last rock gone

Ice while the rocks on

Opps we got to drop on

He from a long family of bums

Put his pops on

Hittas slidin' like they in the kitchen with they socks on

She ain't all that fine in person but she know her angles

So many tennis chains on me, I damn near strangled

Rockstar denim, won't catch me in no wranglers takin' pictures with strangers

Guess I'm damn near famous

Ask nigga, we straight,

Fuck that

You ain't gotta ask, nigga, we paid

Tryin' work a prepaid

We ain't cut the same like I got a custom key made

You Birdman, I'm D-Wade

Remember I was punchin' clocks

Hopped up and punched the block

Pussy boy in Union City

Had to gon' and choke 'em out

Slapped him just for talkin' too much

He tryin' talkin' out

Fuck is there to talk about

It's a little different when your pockets gone through a drought

It's a little different when you breakin' down too hundred grams and

No, this ain't the full amount and if they catch you with it

Boy, you sittin', ain't no bondin' out

Niggas got they hand out

But if I fall, who holdin' me?

Drop top, they know it's me

Early bird ain't goin' home

Till the last rock gone

Ice water, rocks on

Opps we got to drop on

He from a long family of bums

Put his pops on

Hittas slidin' like they in the kitchen with they socks on

She ain't all that fine in person but she know her angles

So many tennis chains on me, I damn near strangled

Rockstar denim, won't catch me in no wranglers takin' pictures with strangers

Guess I'm damn near famous

Five hundred on dinner, took my girl to Spondivitz,

This cars from abroad, only rockstars sittin' in

Five-star tellies, million-dollar condominiums

She gon' put that work in for them rockstar benefits