Stars

Intro: Golden Boy
Rolling, we rolling baby, baby how you taping, alright, yo the stars link out
You know the stars link out, like cars break down (uh huh)
And bars close up, it's like last call (what, what)
Cars adapt, the stars link out (yeah, what)
The sun come up, the stars link out (yo)

Verse 1: Golden Boy
They dash in whips, close friends pass you gifts
You can't fold till you cash your chips
The soirée fades so the last is left
It's hard layin back while the faces change
It sometimes feel like not a lot stays the same
I keep lookin on the past, the path is hot
It's autographs that grow you gotta scratch em
And look forward to the next step to roll with
No shit keep rugged and raw for spring summer fall winter
And things is always fine and sweet
The Grime king still on the feet and crawl blind if I ever can't be in the light
We old timers

Hook: Golden Boy
Stars die out
A new crew break like wells die out
We close the bar and fold your cards
Stars wink out, stars wink out

Verse 2: Golden Boy
Yo, give me the basement and the manger couch
The beta max tapes with the crazy sound
I'm basically down to sit around lounge on the shit
Take it back to like the 80s style
I look at what I've been tooken in cookin good dishes
Little half kitchen crash to the kids cushion
That's riches to me thats it's what I be seeking
Even if I crack platinum with the CD's
And it's rare that it come back like rosebud
From what you had age old love the rust ancient
Hey but you grab anyway like touch somethin
Safe same place where it's hard to face days for the public

Hook: Golden Boy
Stars die out
A new crew break like wells die out
We close the bar and fold your cards
Stars wink out, stars wink out

Verse 3: Golden Boy
Now they crash in whips and close friends pass you piss
You can't hold back tears that drip
The beerbag sad, the wake is whack man
It's hard layin back while the graves is packed in
I sometimes feel like everything ain't the same
I sleep seein in my dream my enemies face
My autographs are fading
I gotta pass em off to fans who can recollect the old days and
Okay keep rugged and raw
I take cover in the heat tryin to make it another day
A week, the old king still in the beat
And called upon hi y'all I deliver the speech

Hook: Golden Boy
Stars die out
A new crew break like wells die out
We close the bar and fold your cards
Stars wink out, stars wink out