Star Life Lyn Charles (Ft. Kendrick Lamar)

[Intro: Lyn Charles]
Charles (Uh-huh)
I'm home (I'm home)
While I'm in your crib with your bitch (Damn)
Aw, nigga, don't trip (Nope)
Aw, nigga, don't trip, Charles

[Verse 1: Lyn Charles]
Plain Lucini with cabbage and fettuccini
Niggas'll sell they soul for Mavado (To the devil)
To diablo, young as hell
These hotel parties with hoes that don't know me well
I'm a studio name, only roll with three homies (Charles)
Fuck them niggas that owe me
One carry, the other two follow up like cronies
Never mind, true real lifestyles of a nigga
Without a brain now
Party in Okinawa
Photoshoot in 'bout an hour or two, bitches wanna shower
Star power
Only watch for my foes, fuck the niggas that know
Keep a small circlе like Hannah Montana followers
On the road

[Chorus: Lyn Charles]
Look at thе life that I'm livin'
Mafia dreams, it was written
Livin' the star life
'Cause they said I was different, said I was different
Look at the life that I'm livin'
Mafia dreams, it was written
Livin' the star life
'Cause they said I was different, said I was different