CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Popstar
Went from bag to the boxer
Not a popstar or a doctor
Used to be the bag now I’m the boxer
Not a popstar I’m a monster (WOOF)
Not a popstar I’m a monster
My dislike for her equal to my love for the mic hence why I dropped her
Time is running out, that’s why I move like clock-work
I move so fast you wonder why don’t the clock work
Yeah, I may not be the fastest rapper
But I still know how to wrap it up faster
Been single since last year, emotional disaster
My ex is like COVID in church, I can’t get past her
Woahhhh, let’s see if you caught that, pun intendеd
I load my own brain and then I c*ck back
You wonder who shot that
Finish em with a dеadly attack
Like mortal kombat (ey)
I be on that
I’m a go getter, hating on the guy when you are no better
No beggar, I take what I want cause I’m a goal setter
No pressure, I choose not to worry ‘bout the days ahead
You live for the moment so, you gon’ have to make your bed
Bucks on my mind like the helmet up on Brady’s head
Getting money daily blessed
Guess that’s just my daily bread
Working more and saying less
Shining like a shaven head
It all started here right in the crib like a baby bed
I’m getting vicious with the grind I’m in a different mode
Don’t got the time for chitter chatter, yo I hit the road
I had the seeds planted but they didn’t think it’d grow
Til the tree grew and crashed on the roof tornado
Tour Nato, touring Nato I might need a booking agent
As soon as things are back to normal I’m a start arrangin’
I used to think I need to rush, but I was smart for waitin’
Now the crowd put their hands together like they started prayin’
No need to ball when your bank account could say it all
I did it all
All alone now it’s paying off
Aw I might be cappin just a little bit it happens
But to whoever is sleeping on me hope you quit your nappin
Nato
Man I been focused on the wrong things for too long
Why we always gotta beef in the YouTube community huh?
Ahhh screw it. (WOOF)
Look, no trust given, I adjust with it
I'm just flipping through the books
Paper cuts got us cut different
Done given em clout, they so in love with it
Act like they standing they ground, but then they run with it
I never understood the mindset
Your minds set on setting beef but yet mines set
In the field, ill pop up and make a blind man
Recite this, you in my sight yelling sike man
Its just a prank, I dont mean any arm
You taking shots at landmines, tryna blow up your card
Ill take a shot and land mine, takes a leg and an arm
To even get me on a verse, im Underground but im bomb
So start running
Damn, cuz im the iron core
Plus the diamond in the rough
That you been mining for
Im down to earth with it
Every verse a lightning storm
A t**an, your like a kitten tryna fight with Thor
Your soft
Went from bag to the boxer
Not a popstar or a doctor
Used to be the bag now I’m the boxer
Not a popstar I’m a monster (WOOF)
I be bitter bout the way my mind’s like two persons
Keep a chip on my shoulder cause it drives my purpose
It is not my purpose, but it still drives my verses
Helps me turn the pa**ion into action like conversions
Fake friends lurkin
They judge me cause I stay workin
Used to hurt me but the truth is that they hurtin
I would help you change your mind but I ain’t no brain surgeon
If you start loving yourself then I would be way certain
That you would change
You won’t be the same person
But nah you are just the fake version
Of what you could be
Momma would lay in her grave turnin
If only she’d see
That her kid is just a snake searchin
For something to eat
Not a popstar or a doctor
Used to be the bag now I’m the boxer
Not a popstar I’m a monster (WOOF)
Not a popstar I’m a monster
My dislike for her equal to my love for the mic hence why I dropped her
Time is running out, that’s why I move like clock-work
I move so fast you wonder why don’t the clock work
Yeah, I may not be the fastest rapper
But I still know how to wrap it up faster
Been single since last year, emotional disaster
My ex is like COVID in church, I can’t get past her
Woahhhh, let’s see if you caught that, pun intendеd
I load my own brain and then I c*ck back
You wonder who shot that
Finish em with a dеadly attack
Like mortal kombat (ey)
I be on that
I’m a go getter, hating on the guy when you are no better
No beggar, I take what I want cause I’m a goal setter
No pressure, I choose not to worry ‘bout the days ahead
You live for the moment so, you gon’ have to make your bed
Bucks on my mind like the helmet up on Brady’s head
Getting money daily blessed
Guess that’s just my daily bread
Working more and saying less
Shining like a shaven head
It all started here right in the crib like a baby bed
I’m getting vicious with the grind I’m in a different mode
Don’t got the time for chitter chatter, yo I hit the road
I had the seeds planted but they didn’t think it’d grow
Til the tree grew and crashed on the roof tornado
Tour Nato, touring Nato I might need a booking agent
As soon as things are back to normal I’m a start arrangin’
I used to think I need to rush, but I was smart for waitin’
Now the crowd put their hands together like they started prayin’
No need to ball when your bank account could say it all
I did it all
All alone now it’s paying off
Aw I might be cappin just a little bit it happens
But to whoever is sleeping on me hope you quit your nappin
Nato
Man I been focused on the wrong things for too long
Why we always gotta beef in the YouTube community huh?
Ahhh screw it. (WOOF)
Look, no trust given, I adjust with it
I'm just flipping through the books
Paper cuts got us cut different
Done given em clout, they so in love with it
Act like they standing they ground, but then they run with it
I never understood the mindset
Your minds set on setting beef but yet mines set
In the field, ill pop up and make a blind man
Recite this, you in my sight yelling sike man
Its just a prank, I dont mean any arm
You taking shots at landmines, tryna blow up your card
Ill take a shot and land mine, takes a leg and an arm
To even get me on a verse, im Underground but im bomb
So start running
Damn, cuz im the iron core
Plus the diamond in the rough
That you been mining for
Im down to earth with it
Every verse a lightning storm
A t**an, your like a kitten tryna fight with Thor
Your soft
Went from bag to the boxer
Not a popstar or a doctor
Used to be the bag now I’m the boxer
Not a popstar I’m a monster (WOOF)
I be bitter bout the way my mind’s like two persons
Keep a chip on my shoulder cause it drives my purpose
It is not my purpose, but it still drives my verses
Helps me turn the pa**ion into action like conversions
Fake friends lurkin
They judge me cause I stay workin
Used to hurt me but the truth is that they hurtin
I would help you change your mind but I ain’t no brain surgeon
If you start loving yourself then I would be way certain
That you would change
You won’t be the same person
But nah you are just the fake version
Of what you could be
Momma would lay in her grave turnin
If only she’d see
That her kid is just a snake searchin
For something to eat
