Shooting star

[Intro]

Shooting star

I'm tryna get it

 

[Verse 1]

Shoutout to my people who be gunning for the riches

Shoutout to the ladies who be shining in them pictures

Say it like it is, no subliminals

And you know I love the rap game, but the paper come first

Bigger goals, bigger nigga, that's the way this life works

You don't like it, then swerve

 

Man, I feel like I am Mike, putting work

So it's easy to drop these gems in a verse

No rehearsal, I just think it and it happens

If I'm speaking, then it's action

No free weekends, just relaxing

My focus different, just imagine

If you ain't here, then you was acting

 

[Chorus]

What a beautiful life

And what a beautiful night

I could do this for life

I'm living my dream, what a beautiful sight

I do it, no nonsense, just do it

I do it, no nonsense, just do it

 

[Verse 2]

B. Simmons on my side, got my head to the sky

Ride or die, still findin' ways to survive

I'm still flyin' in my mind

One of a kind, you won't find

They know I'm back, it's been time

 

Ayy, I'ma make sure it's known, I'm in the zone

Been on my own, my soul cannot be cloned

I done told y'all, it's my time

I just gotta make sure that I'm doin' right

But I done did so much wrong in my life

 

I been through so much pain, I'm surprised I'm still sane

That's the reason why I stay on the move

'Cause I know how it feel to lose, I been down, I been bruised

That's why I got nothin' to prove

 

 

[Verse 3]

I took off, baby, runnin', no Adidas

You can't see us, got that fire in the steamer

Get it out the mud, the money got it cleaner

Got a girl in West Virginia and Selena

Tryna teach her how to think and not just dream up

Man, my life is real like scenes inside the theater

 

See, I grew up in the 'jects

Where you gotta knock a nigga just to earn respect

Gotta have a check to have a brother's check

Real one, they ain't real, son, go figure

Backstabber's at your back door, my nigga

Stay ready, got that drive with me, winner

The Mac with me, can't let them box me in

 

Run up in the spot, leave a mark when I speak

My girl came with me, left her past in the suite

I'ma drop my album, let 'em know I'm a beast

And my dog on the wall, Im'a throw him a piece

I had to hit the mall just to throw him a feast

 

The other day, I called with a friend in my Jeep

Baby said, "I'm wrong, I'm supposed to be the king"

I think I got it on, am I close? What you think?

She said, "I got it all, do I owe you a ring?"

She ain't gotta tell me, I know she's unique

We can take it to the No', we can take it to the East

You gon' be my homegirl, you just gotta be a beast

Put the Porsche in park, then I give her the keys