Popstar Living

[Chorus]
Pop star livin', hope I make it through the night
I know I'm wrong, so how I'm feelin' like it right?
Say my dawg on life support, I pray he pull through and fight
I been in the dark so long now I can finally see the light
Said a price he wanna hear, he bit the bait because he sweet
I been movin' off a [?], I ain't been home 'bout a week
Feelin' like it Halloween, gotta pull a trick-or-treat
Gave that hoe a couple racks, I hit that same hoe for free

[Verse 1]
They just gave big bro a jersey, told him keep ya head high
Weedy came home from a bid, he back in the feds now
Geno said he livin' fast so he bought a Redeye
Put a burner up on the Glock, attached it with a red dot
He just cappin', he ain't livin' like that, he don't want no static
In the hood we had no trampoline so we jumped on the mattress
From the bricks, you take me to the suburbs, ain't no [?]
Boujee bitch say she so classy but for me she gon' get nasty
I been tryin' to keep my head on
Missin' Vedo daily got me talkin' to a headstone
I done did some fucked up shit, I know, and I was dead wrong
Thinkin' with his dick, he lost his life all by the redbone
I told the plug to meet me halfway, you got yourself a deal
We been cashin' out, we use to pull up to the mall and steal
Lost my cousin while incarcerated, you don't know how I feel
Off these drugs, I'm intoxicated, I pop nine pills, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Pop star livin', hope I make it through the night
I know I'm wrong, so how I'm feelin' like it right?
Say my dawg on life support, I pray he pull through and fight
I been in the dark so long now I can finally see the light
Said a price he wanna hear, he bit the bait because he sweet
I been movin' off a [?], I ain't been home 'bout a week
Feelin' like it Halloween, gotta pull a trick-or-treat
Gave that hoe a couple racks, I hit that same hoe for free

[Verse 2]
Jah said they tired of takin' racks, this serious, get up out the streets
Had a dream about a Trackhawk, woke up, went and bought a Jeep
Said we spin the block then that weren't nothin' 'cause we walked down on feet
Told the hoe she buggin', hold the phone, [?] then I [?]
Said my dawg was lackin' he got hit up, up about five times
Brought the chopper, he get out 10 o'clock, I pull up round 9
Shit go both ways like shootin' dice so I ain't sittin' 'round crime
Cool got it down but it's okay 'cause he knocked down five
Had some time to think now I can see what really goin' on
Need a quarterback like Pat Mahomes 'cause I been goin' long
Know my mama worried 'bout her son, I hear it in her tone
[?] said that last was weak but he still got it gone
Tryna get my [?] all in the road and leave my kids straight
Went to the state pen, I hope my son go to Penn State
Wouldn't surprise me if he be a gangster, that shit DNA
Pull up four zones, a 06, it's just me and weight

[Chorus]
Pop star livin', hope I make it through the night
I know I'm wrong, so how I'm feelin' like it right?
Say my dawg on life support, I pray he pull through and fight
I been in the dark so long now I can finally see the light