Rockstar Lil Durk (Ft. Lil Skies)
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[Intro: Lil Durk]
Young Chop on the beat
Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up
Oh, ooh, rockstar
Turn me up, John
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
Put prescription drugs on my tongue, I had to take it
Keep my secrets deep down inside, I had to face it
For you, I put my life on the line, that shit felt crazy
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
They gon' ride still, them ain't Percs, them Advils
Don't you hate when the guys tell? Hate results from a nine shell
Take the fans off of lockdown, Securus call, I'ma press one
Felony on my background, gun license, you ain't got one
Trigger finger, catch a nine one, I remember swipin' bad cards
I remember wifin' bad bulls, broke nigga thought the vibe off
I remember totin' cap guns, a lot of pounds of that platinum
A lot of pounds, I go platinum, woah (Rockstar), rockstar
Nigga, fuck your homie, I heard they cappin' too
My homie pull up lookin' like me, you would think they rappin' too
They kill you dead, they sit down calm and smoke a black or two
Salt on his name, they tried to frame him, free Makado
Young Chop on the beat
Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up
Oh, ooh, rockstar
Turn me up, John
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it
Put prescription drugs on my tongue, I had to take it
Keep my secrets deep down inside, I had to face it
For you, I put my life on the line, that shit felt crazy
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
They gon' ride still, them ain't Percs, them Advils
Don't you hate when the guys tell? Hate results from a nine shell
Take the fans off of lockdown, Securus call, I'ma press one
Felony on my background, gun license, you ain't got one
Trigger finger, catch a nine one, I remember swipin' bad cards
I remember wifin' bad bulls, broke nigga thought the vibe off
I remember totin' cap guns, a lot of pounds of that platinum
A lot of pounds, I go platinum, woah (Rockstar), rockstar
Nigga, fuck your homie, I heard they cappin' too
My homie pull up lookin' like me, you would think they rappin' too
They kill you dead, they sit down calm and smoke a black or two
Salt on his name, they tried to frame him, free Makado
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