Rockstar Lifestyle! Lyrics

I been out my mind and I been trippin' for a while

Now try to take that name, but he cannot take this style

Yeah, money on the floor, put that shit up in a pile

Bro, he try to be a clone, so I just see it, oh, wow

That nigga try to call me Sad

Man, I was on it with that singing shit

Fuck that love, I chase a bag

I'm in my mind, I'm really gettin' rich

Wearin' all black, let's go

All black with Rick kicks

I been on some new shit

For3va gon' produce it

Rockstar lifestyle, Jai finna make it

Nigga try to take my chain, but he cannot take it

They say, Jai, you sing a lot

Well, now I gotta break it

Nah, they say, Jai, your music trash

Well, that's your statement

With the gang, I say, let's go

Lil' bitch, this my no auto flow

Like Carti, up in that new tank

I'm squatted up like G.I. Joe

I told that lil' bitch, get her clothes

And kicked her out, she gotta go

How you wanna drop my name

But cannot sing like Figaro

Rockstar lifestyle, Jai finna make it

Nigga try to take my chain, but he cannot take it

They say, Jai, you sing a lot

Well, now I gotta break it

They say, Jai, your music trash

Well, that's your statement