Post Malone
Rockstar
I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block

Never said id make it
Never thought id be in the same place that i was last year
Im gaining weight and losing hair
You think that i like myself
I was selfish now I'm selfless
And even a miracle can't help us
Im depressed alright?
Living every day but i fear the night

The sleep that I've lost to the war in my mind
Could've made me less likely to survive
And i swear i deserve nothing but pain
They get on my nerves like the course in my brain
Hidden behind the name that i gained from tv, media its all the same
Stability's fine you can keep the fame
You can take everything that I've got
But you can't take the passion when I'm gone

Like a phoenix ill still rise from the ash -
And walk past the mirror i smashed
Now i check my cash, i need notes
I check google for a few positive quotes
,post on twitter
So you know if your down then I'm still with ya
Positive vibes
But that dont describe the thoughts in my mind
Im living in a body with a mind that died

Yeah, mine died
Im not fine
But you will never know the torture inside
Now i hide behind a smile and the lies
Yeah, thats fine

I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block

You know whats saved my life?
Not the medication but the smile that i hide
Not the lies inside when i say I'm fine
But whenI'm fine to you when I'm fucking lying
I've been torn apart, and robbed of a heart
Left with a whole in the space thats dark
But you could be the spark to ignite it all
If we get close ill probably fuck it all

I should come with a caution
Danger theres death inside
But the room goes quiet when i speak my mind
,that cut deep like the blade that left me with stitches
Stay strong tattooed where my wrist is
And on my chest to cover that part of dark
Where satan left me with with a goodbye mark
Now march on the plank and off it
I dont sign when i see where the cross is

Nobody heard the prayers that i cried
But if i died, was i really alive?
Physcotic thoughts made by your mind
See, were all alike
But I'm called mental and your called fine
Depressions a curse that fucks with your mind
I dont pay no mind so its just me

Now listen to the thoughts that i live and breathe
The guy with a voice and his heart on his sleeve
The guy thats desperate for help he needs
The guy who's just too needy
His overweight, probably greedy

I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star)
Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas
And they always be smokin' like a Rasta
Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi
And show up, man them the shottas
When my homies pull up on your block