Gone Be A Star
Lyrics
I told my mama I was gone be a star, I told my mama I was gone be a star
I told my mama I was gone be a star
I told my mama I was gone be a star, I told them niggas I was gone live large
I told Twelve i was done stealing cars but my fucked life style got me back in them bars
I told my girl i got you for life, I was in the projects shooting dice
My baby mama ain't got to worry about shit cause i got her for life like eggs on grits
Yeah... im switching lanes on you niggas, I'm spitting game on some bitches
But my life is still in a jam and its nobody around that really gives a dam
I'm tired of going back and forth to jail, its seems the devil playing cards for me to hell
Lord don't let them win forgive me for my sin ill make it right at the end I promise
I see you at the comings, Marvin Gaye's in heaven so I know its thumping
I can see it now 7 angels in the corner of the world playing trumpets
Shit is real dog, Bout to take a trip back to the ville dog, get me a meal dog
Maybe deal dog I'm so real you all, is the only way I can be
Writer(s): Blake Clifton
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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