Rockstar Life Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

Put them packs on road Louis V the buckle

Damn you twerking twerking hold on watch that pole

Screaming my name at shows love all the fans on the road

Always ready to roll nigga got hot off trip 4s

This shit beat like band this shit beat like marching band

Fuck a lending hand

Make your money the skeezers can

Out of Miami I'm on that strip

Try cop, rellos, I seen two fans too many bad bitches on my end

Yeah, I want you, but I want your friend

I, I, I'm living it I'll ball to live a rockstar life

Mansion lights, you get lost in it all these acres will make you lose your mind

Halle Berry, in the face I pray I sleep with someone like that every single night

Yeah, I don't know if that's right guess Halle Berry my type

Bad bitches my type guess I like what I like

I'ma lot of these lil niggas big bros

09 I been at hoes

Running from the pool countin wet rolls

I remember they tried count me out

Bitches was playing me left side fuck, niggas stay ten toes

Alot of you niggas is big hoes and yeah, I'm spilling the beans

I done had words with you DJs guess they ain't playing these songs

Cause a nigga been fucking they bitches you only see racks from rebates

Oh, I don't know, is it residuals? School ain't never gave me no money

But they gave Lil Relly them big rolls I made a ten piece in Tennessee

I celebrate when the weed's sold big body, Tessy on Melrose

Most of this shit ain't street no more me and my brothers never change the code

Know my momma she'll never fold

I, I, I'm living it I'll ball to live a rockstar life

Mansion lights, you get lost in it all these acres will make you loose your

Went and copped the pendent it ain't regular size

Tell me you down for the ride