R.S.L TX2

[Chorus]
I want the rockstar life
Make it in my small town, get in bar fights
I'm talking fake friends, sharp knives, paid sex, and ex-wives
I want the rockstar life
Make it in my small town, get in bar fights
I'm talking fake friends, sharp knives, paid sex, and ex-wives

[Verse 1]
I got everything but the dough
I want some medicine tripped into a roll
I wanna commit deadly sins and still get paid
Take those demons let 'em in and still get laid ha
I see rockstars heading where the shops are
Sell them, mix 'еm not hard, rarely there's somе popstars
Blood's been drippin from my nose, from my teeth, to my clothes fighting all these hoes amputated, hands thrown
Haters I hit 'em up with my uppercut
Never gave a fuck till giving someone not
They say more money more problems, I got 'em either way
Might as well take the problems and money, needless to say, politically incorrect, when I'm singing
Can't hold back what I said because my words are swinging
Everyday I want success more, I'm hungry for my sins I don't knock on doors I kick those motherfuckers in

[Chorus]
I want the rockstar life
Make it in my small town, get in bar fights
I'm talking fake friends, sharp knives, paid sex, and ex-wives
I want the rockstar life
Make it in my small town, get in bar fights
I'm talking fake friends, sharp knives, paid sex, and ex-wives