Fallen Stars Lyrics

I know on God I know on God

On God on God

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Riding round in a foreign car

In the city of the fallen stars

Try to make it but I know it's hard

I know on God

Go dumb for the buss down

Automatic for the Audemars

10 Toes when we touch down

Keep it real everywhere we are

We was down but we up now hey

All that hating won't get you far

Can't fall of dog no way

Can't stop done came too far

Riding round in a foreign car

In the city of the fallen stars

Try to make it but I know it's far

I know on God

Hit the target that's a bulls eye (Hey)

Wish I had wings wish I could fly (Word)

Tell the camera when they snapping get my good side

Don't confuse me with no rapper I got mob ties

Money call me out my sleep then I hit my feet

Mix the dirty with the clean bon apetit

Break it down like TLC when it's time to creep

Break the bread up wit my team then we have a feast

On the go like TTC we in the streets

Lil bitch I'm out your league I'm out of your reach

Thirty thousand in my jeans Patek Philippe

On my neck I'm drippin' V's I swear it's a leak

Riding round in a foreign car

In the city of the fallen stars

Try to make it but I know it's hard

I know on God

Go dumb for the buss down

Automatic for the Audemars

10 Toes when we touch down

Keep it real everywhere we are

We was down but we up now hey

All that hating won't get you far

Can't fall of dog no way

Can't stop done came too far

Riding round in a foreign car

In the city of the fallen stars

Try to make it but I know it's far

I know on God

Don't make a move if you not prepared

By lookin' in your eyes I could see you scared

I'm posted on the front line wit it yeah

Wave a stick like it's magic disappear

Buy stick by the twos came in pairs

Spent two thousand on my shoes hell yeah

I'm in the trenches with my crew we heavy there

My lil cousin he a fool he'll bring it there

I swear he got it in him right now

My lil nigga going crazy right now

I swear I got like thirty on me right now

That thirty bop will make a nigga pipe down

Riding round in a foreign car

In the city of the fallen stars

Try to make it but I know it's hard

I know on God

Go dumb for the buss down

Automatic for the Audemars

10 toes when we touch down

Keep it real everywhere we are

We was down but we up now hey

All that hating won't get you far

Can't fall of dog no way

Can't stop done came too far

Riding round in a foreign car

In the city of the fallen stars

Try to make it but I know it's far

I know on God