​watching stars die

[Intro]
I was sitting by your side, watching all stars die
I be up like all night, 'til on the sun shine

[Chorus]
Sitting by your side, watching stars die
I be up like all night, ’til the sun shine
I think about the old times, wanna go back
Baby I would die for you, and you know that
I know you know that, but you won't text back
Always playing games, make me fucking feel bad
Imma smoke this dope and find out where my heart at
Say she love me, but she treats me like a doormat

[Verse]
She treats me like a doormat, leave my head a mess, just like where the floor at
Said I never shine, but I just ignored that
Diamonds on me now, know they can't afford that
For real we getting big bags
Getting big lit, off this big gas
Walk into the Prada store, I’m poppin' price tags
Lookin' for a love, I know I can't buy that
I was sitting by your side, watching stars die
We did that shit all night
I was so high, baby I was so gone
Our love was so strong, till you moved on
Now it's fuck you, and fuck him
You make me wanna kill him
Tommy got the burner, and we going on a mission
Hollows in the chamber, 'cause we tryna leave him missin'
I don't fuck with snakes, so you know I’m staying distant

[Chorus]
Sitting by your side, watching stars die
I be up like all night, ’til the sun shine
I think about the old times, wanna go back
Baby I would die for you, and you know that
I know you know that, but you won't text back
Always playing games, make me fucking feel bad
Imma smoke this dope and find out where my heart at (yeah)
Say she love me, but she treats me like a doormat (yeah)

[Verse: Tommy]
Shawty said she love me, but she treat me bad
I’m a robber for your love, put it in the bag
I don't really fuck with y'all, bitch you niggas lackin'
And you late for the play, and you pull up fast
I been with my dawgs, we gon’ go in hard
When we pull up on the stage, I don't fuck wit' y'all
Making money quick, yeah your money slow
I just fucked a bih, I just fucked a hoe (fucked a hoe)
My money really tall yeah, that's how it grow
I got money trees, plant 'em in the fucking soil
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I fuck your hoe in my jeans, got me some Maison Margielas on me
I fuck you bitch and she ride on my D, I fuck your bitch she be lovin' the D
Ooh-ooh, yurr, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Blueberry potter got the frostin', I just hit an army nigga why you niggas lossin'?

[Outro]
Yeah I got that drip, and I got your bitch, too, ey
And I pull up quick in the vip, ooh, ey