They be pocket watching
Dont fuck with no oppers
They claim yo your partners
But they scheming and they plotting
Oh
Counting dough
Chasing rolls
With my bros

But I keep my circle small, it's just like one or two
You be hitting up my line, but I don't fuck with you no
Yo
Designer head to toe
I remember being homeless, remember being broke
I remember when they used to call me "lil bro"
Now they see me at the mall, I'm shopping at the store

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I can't leave this girl alone
When I'm at home
She hit my phone
I'm hooked to that girl
Like coke and dope
(X2)

Ooh
Star boy, yeah yeah, whoa

It weighs so heavy on me, heavy on me
The weight of the world on my shoulders
These goofys carbon copies, carbon copies
This little shit gets older and older
Cold world keeps getting colder
Just dropped a pill in my soda
Just put your bitch on the yola
When I pull up they like "whoa bruh"
Sipping the venomous cobra
I can't leave this girl alone, bruh

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