[Intro]
The Heroes
HeartBeatz on the track
[Chorus]
Have you ever fucked a rockstar?
I always had dreams of bein' a popstar
I know they wish they'd see me in a cop car (Cop car)
I'm thankin' God, 'cause He the way I got far
Now they realizin' who we are (Who we are)
I'm singin' to myself, me and my guitar
Now they realizin' who we are (Who we are)
I'm thinkin' to myself, oh, I'm really scarred
[Verse]
Before I go to sleep I'm prayin' to the Lord (Prayin' to the Lord)
So much weight up on my shoulders, I've been goin' hard
When I was broke I asked myself, "Is you gon' eat or starve?" (Eat or starve)
Karma come around, it's some shit you just can't avoid, yeah
You ain't never fucked a popstar (Popstar)
Baby girl suck the dick 'til it's not hard (Not hard)
Icebox gave me the Rollie, paid a lot for it (A lot for it)
They got the diamonds dancin' and my fuckin' watch hard (Bling blaow)
Yeah, and me all know that you an opp, boy (Opp, boy)
We catch you lackin', we gon' send them fuckin' shots, boy, yeah
Brand new foreign, hit the lot for it (Hit the lot for it)
And if you walk up on my window, bitch, don't knock hard (Bitch, don't knock hard)
The Heroes
HeartBeatz on the track
[Chorus]
Have you ever fucked a rockstar?
I always had dreams of bein' a popstar
I know they wish they'd see me in a cop car (Cop car)
I'm thankin' God, 'cause He the way I got far
Now they realizin' who we are (Who we are)
I'm singin' to myself, me and my guitar
Now they realizin' who we are (Who we are)
I'm thinkin' to myself, oh, I'm really scarred
[Verse]
Before I go to sleep I'm prayin' to the Lord (Prayin' to the Lord)
So much weight up on my shoulders, I've been goin' hard
When I was broke I asked myself, "Is you gon' eat or starve?" (Eat or starve)
Karma come around, it's some shit you just can't avoid, yeah
You ain't never fucked a popstar (Popstar)
Baby girl suck the dick 'til it's not hard (Not hard)
Icebox gave me the Rollie, paid a lot for it (A lot for it)
They got the diamonds dancin' and my fuckin' watch hard (Bling blaow)
Yeah, and me all know that you an opp, boy (Opp, boy)
We catch you lackin', we gon' send them fuckin' shots, boy, yeah
Brand new foreign, hit the lot for it (Hit the lot for it)
And if you walk up on my window, bitch, don't knock hard (Bitch, don't knock hard)
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