| Ayy, I turned her into a star, turned her into a- |
| I turned her into a star, I taught her what it mean |
| I turned her into a star, I taught her the shit that it mean |
| I turned her into a star, I taught her the shit that it mean |
| I taught her the difference from drank, she want me to fuck her on lean |
| Everywhere I go, see you on TV |
| Turn her into a-, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
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| I turned her into a star, I taught her the shit that it mean |
| I taught her the difference from drank, she want me to fuck her on lean |
| Everywhere I go, I see you on TV |
| Or a bitch just look just like you, I'ma trust you, feel like I hate you |
| I turn her into a star |
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| She fuck around, but look like me |
| She made him buy my car, she want him to look like me |
| He left me behind, I fell it, but I'm still there in spirit |
| I used to think a Lamb' was a 'Rari, and that's 'til I hopped in it |
| I'm gettin' way used to the rental, my car might just be a picture |
| My bitch look good, but she crazy, the grass be always greener |
| On the X's, just like a Beamer, X7 to be exact |
| I'm speedin', but still relaxed, I lost all my demons, been gettin' 'em back |
| She postin', she hope I react, I posted a cup and made her more mad |
| I gave you the swag from your dad, you hope I don't notice, but it got a tag |
| He richer than me, a fact, I hit her first, so probably he mad |
| You makin' your city look bad, I hit a Rolls Royce hoe in a Track' |
| Went to Mars, I'll be right back, I just left Pluto, when you say speak facts |
| Thought you was sayin', "You'd keep that" |
| If you ever do want it, you gon' probably need that |
| And you prolly let me say that before |
| When it don't mean nothin' if you don't keep that |
| Take the road to L.A. here before, so I'm new every time, unless you leak that |
| And I'm doin' a hunnid in traffic, what the fuck I'm doin' with the seat back? |
| What I sowed and I reaped that, if I can't fit it, where the receipt at? |
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| How the fans still know that was me? Walked in with the Kanye mask |
| Me and Tune, gon' to another planet, she'll work for the NASA staff |
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| Ayy, I'm swallowin' all my pride in a Rolls |
| I'm fakin' the love with the hoes |
| I'm leavin' loose change for the kids in the hood, guess this |
| Real street nigga play white boy, I mind my business and I do dope |
| I'm drownin' in negative protentials, surrounded by women, the life you choose |
| I told AJ I miss her, she sent me a picture of another hoe |
| All the fans want another heartbreak, what if I ain't got no heart left? |
| I'm rich, gettin' carried away, but I know I'm wrong, gotta watch myself |
| I been thankful that I'm all to myself, that's the only one I got left, ayy |
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| Copy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
| I turned her into a star, she wanna know 'bout the lean |
| I turned her into a-, ayy, ayy |
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| I turned her into a star, I taught her the shit that it mean |
| I taught her the difference from drank, she want me to fuck her on lean |
| Everywhere I go, seen you on TV |
| Or a bitch that look just like you, I'ma trust you, you look like-, |
| turned her into a- |
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
| Ayy |
| On Rodeo, in a Bentley, there's an officer who wanna read me my rights |
| Yeah, ayy, ayy |
| I'on got nobody, I been by my-, ayy |
| Ayy, ayy, ayy |
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| In a Lamb' on Rodeo, there's an officer who wanna read me my rights |
| I ain't got nobody, I been by myself |
| I got rich, but we was supposed to do that anyway |
| It's 'bout a bitch, and it gon' go against you anyway |
| She got senseless, she look better, a nigga gon' do her wrong |
| Damn, maybe I'm fried as shit, nigga (Damn), fuck you doin'? You tweakin', |
| get back here (Damn, damn, damn) |
| Fly shit brazy, like (Damn) |
| Hoe tryna stop the slime like Fani |
| How you gettin' higher without tryin'? |
| She hate me at the moment, but know my body |
| I don't like to talk, I'm buyin' |
| Women's store way more private |
| Devil in a dress, I helped her size it |
| It ain't what it seems, but it might be |
| It's always better when you not tryin' |
| At least, that is what it was, shit too different |
| I can't fake it with nobody, they can't even pay me |
| Ha-ha, no bap |
| I prolly tell that hoe, "Think different", she'll prolly trick me |
| I forgot a lot on drugs, but that lil' shit stuck with me |
| I know nobody got my back, I know nobody got my back |
| Prolly wouldn't even let 'em, big Balenci', step the pedal |
| Buy a hoe back from the devil, courtesy of me |
| Cross a nigga out like Reed, twin say, "Fuck", it's fuck 'em |
| Rap niggas not my brother, I'm with the crooks, I trust 'em |
| Young 'Raq nigga with a check, still gon' use the muscle |
| Do bad by myself, crowd gon' watch if I let 'em |
| I'ma pour the rest, I think I'm in trouble |
| I ain't even left our love, start a fire for you |
| I'm in God hands, on designer substances |
| I'm one call away, a different planet from you |
| Universe away (Ayy, ayy) |
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| Universe away, still here for you |
| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
| Nobody got my back, nobody got my back |
| Nobody got my back, prolly wouldn't even let 'em |
| Nobody got my back, nobody got my back |
| Nobody got my back |
| Ayy, prolly wouldn't even let 'em |
| BB stomp the pedal |
| Ayy, prolly, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
| In a Lamb' on Rodeo, there's an officer who wanna read me my rights |
| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
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