Star Berner

[Verse 1]
I live the life of a star, I got plenty of cars
You know the roof with the stars mix them up with the bars
Valet drivers try stealing our roaches
20 mil in one year I never been this focused
I got a .40 on my hip you know I keep that
They be coming home with money you know I need that
Everywhere I go I got a bag on me
I'm talking good smoke, put it in a box, watch that bitch float
When it land I be chilling in some white sand
Like some grams she put her money in the right hands
White vans for the killers and we all high
Small time drug dealer, yeah I push a hard line
Came a long way from a hard nine
Looking at a pile of money and it's all mine
Can't believe we made it this far
You can see the blue tint shining through the glass jar

[Hook]
We keep the streets flooded
You know who they call every time they need something
And I keep something fresh in the driveway
I'm racing police on the highway
Yeah, this a good life
Damn, right I live the good life
Real stones look bright when it's dark
God bless the dope game
I live the life of a star