WISH UPON A STAR

[Verse]
Uh, shit
And I could wish upon a star for fame
But that shit ain't worth it, so here we go, start again
Back at the drawing board, man I got no ideas
Rhymes as hot as my bitch, my ice as cold as Crimea
Cry me a river, Mike, you ain’t got struggles, bro you alright
Hold my slacks up, y'all slackers belts must not be tight
Tight as my clique, rest in peace to TSCF
RIP to NBP, GBJ and all that shit
Me and them are not on good terms, but that's alright for now
I ain't got no crew, so it's just Josh and Mike for now
Got my bro by my side making beats, man life is cool
I still got my musical brothers so fuck them other dudes
School is breaking my back like I applied to Notre Dame
I saw my girl at work, on IG, I searched the name
Man, fuck thеm other lames, swerving taking othеr lanes
Got my license past weeks, from hooptie hoops to heated seats
Cradle to the grave hoe, lets go to jail
Love my bros forever, whether weather clear or hail
Keep my porsches in the stable, ripping samples till the label
Gotta clear them like checks when money comes in the mail
Tell my children all these tales, from the sentence to the bail
All my tears is in a pail, all possessions gone for sale
My money good, my mind ain't right
My thoughts is gone, my family tight
You may be cool, but you still ain't Mike
But you can always just wish upon a star, motherfucker