CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Rockstar From The Trenches
Hook
Lil baby I thought you knew I was a rockstar
I sing melodies don't confuse me for a popstar
I tote Glocks and break hearts the top shotta
I pour a eight of that ouuu ah , I'm dripping wockhardt
And when you pop up in my head I feel alone
I got a thing for prescriptions I'm in my zone
Can't trust a soul I keep my feelings on the low
My heart match wit my wrist that boy so cold , yea oh for sure
Stunna Gambino
When you pop up in my head I feel so lonely
And we ain't gon talk about the favors n***as owe me
I feel like 2k baby I miss the old streets
Mama miss the old me
Man I miss my dead n***as
My brother down for a body he in the feds with it
We catch you lacking no mercy we let that led hit him
I gotta slow down on these perks it got my head spinning
We came a long way from the dirt now we some breadwinners
sh*tted on them n***as and b*t*hes who ain't believe me
I was deep inside of them trenches and they ain't feed me
Tried to break my heart opps baby it ain't that easy
f**k her in a figure for pass it to dude beleezy (?)
Heavy on the sleezy
Tell me what that be bout
Hard headed young n***a when and took the street route
Got it out the mud real n***a I don’t need clout
I seen a n***a lose his life I watched him bleed out
Im heartless I don’t need love
I get a different type of high but I don’t need drugs
She got a different kind of vibe I think I need her
But I can’t let her play me first so I gotta leave her , so I gotta leave her
Thats how my mind work , cuz I done spend to many times hurt
Thats how my mind work , cuz I done spend to many -
Lil baby I thought you knew I was a rockstar
I sing melodies don't confuse me for a popstar
I tote Glocks and break hearts the top shotta
I pour a eight of that ouuu ah , I'm dripping wockhardt
And when you pop up in my head I feel alone
I got a thing for prescriptions I'm in my zone
Can't trust a soul I keep my feelings on the low
My heart match wit my wrist that boy so cold , yea oh for sure
Stunna Gambino
When you pop up in my head I feel so lonely
And we ain't gon talk about the favors n***as owe me
I feel like 2k baby I miss the old streets
Mama miss the old me
Man I miss my dead n***as
My brother down for a body he in the feds with it
We catch you lacking no mercy we let that led hit him
I gotta slow down on these perks it got my head spinning
We came a long way from the dirt now we some breadwinners
sh*tted on them n***as and b*t*hes who ain't believe me
I was deep inside of them trenches and they ain't feed me
Tried to break my heart opps baby it ain't that easy
f**k her in a figure for pass it to dude beleezy (?)
Heavy on the sleezy
Tell me what that be bout
Hard headed young n***a when and took the street route
Got it out the mud real n***a I don’t need clout
I seen a n***a lose his life I watched him bleed out
Im heartless I don’t need love
I get a different type of high but I don’t need drugs
She got a different kind of vibe I think I need her
But I can’t let her play me first so I gotta leave her , so I gotta leave her
Thats how my mind work , cuz I done spend to many times hurt
Thats how my mind work , cuz I done spend to many -
