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205 - natstar lyrics

stand firm when sh*t is in disarray
mclaren dreams, nightmares holding that pistol gauge
comparing me to your favorite rapper’s dismissed today
comparing me don’t compare me to sh*t
i’m in this b*tch and apparent the pen stroke’s goal is to lift the stakes
hold on to that paper don’t p*ss it away
p*ssed off from procrastinating now your dreams get delayed
fiend for this rap sh*t won’t flinch when you clap at em
greatness in front of em best believe
n*ggas is not average i’m after it, sh
had opportunities took a craft and i mastered it, sh
sh*t, not bad for a b*st*rd kid
pop gave me the game wrapped in plastic i packaged it
active i’m actively moving no stagnant approach so don’t ask who the goat
we turn water to wine
we make miracles imported champagne to toast that water coming straight from the vine
blessed is the child that remains loyal
loyal to god
i only roll with the squad
the sh*t is going too hard you n*ggas cannot approach
i’ll pull your card
as fake as you n*ggas are
i’ll only deal with em as far as i see em and sh*t ain’t close
f*ck it i’m back now
young n*gga never gon back down
listening sipping on green tea
where the fire got the green leaf
i’m inspired by the noise
you n*ggas hired by the boys
young n*ggas telling on everything
playing games nah i ain’t playing i been in this b*tch for days
started a business for revenue
i’m into chips like lays
i’m in ya b*tch when she lay
no benefits sh*t i’m independent f*ck what individuals say
f*ck ya income get a raise
see me…. i ain’t coming to play
i’m coming to stay
i’m coming your way
listen i’m serious i’m thumbing through pages
then threw it away
and did it again
forever the underdog f*ck with our chances of getting a win
blessed is the child that remains humble
my ego gotta tame my ego
stay in the lab that’s my only plans
for the people
no ac now i got only fans
sh*t a free throw
young n*gga they trying to lock away like its illegal
i keep my head straight, get rid of dead weight
make sure my people are fed
rip to the dead
rip to the game moving peaceful ahead
og bring the fire
got the feast for the spread
what’s the key to success
never slacking a minute
on your ass every sentence
f*ck it i’m finished

- natstar lyrics

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