Rock Star Shit Project Youngin (Ft. Key Glock)

[Intro: Project Youngin & Key Glock]
It's the Youngin ho
Lil Project Youngin man, can't tell me nothing man
What up smoke, I'm fuckin' with this one
Yeah, Glock
Celebrity type shit, feel me?

[Chorus: Project Youngin]
I'm on my rockstar shit, turnt up in this bitch, woo woo
Can't nobody turn me down (can't nobody turn me down)
Fuck a bitch my only goal is to get rich, yeah yeah
I ain't gon' let you stop my shine (nah, nah)
Now why you walk like that, why you talk like that, huh?
'Cause this money on my mind (rockstar baby)
Young nigga love stunting, 'specially coming up from nothing
Late nights and early mornings on my grind (woo), yeah yeah

[Verse 1: Project Youngin]
Ayy, I worked too hard for this shit
I'm Milly Rocking in the kitchen, I go hard with my wrist
Check out my neck and my wrist, I know I make niggas pissed
Ain't get no money taking care of your kids, ain't hustlin' for shit
From corner hustlin', to corporate thuggin'
I get it in, I'm road running, getting money, slidin' top off the Benz
From selling dope to rocking shows, I can't pretend
I love this life that I'm living, lord forgive me for sinning
No I ain't slowing down
Bitch I'ma star, I came too far to ever turn around now
'Cause I'm that guy, I'm too fly, oh what a night
I beat her and then delete her, she wasn't my type, huh