Maestro Prodigy, Zoey T. - Stars Aligned Lyrics

I don't
Got time to play
I don't
Got time for hate
I got
Bills to pay
I got
Verses to lay
But my soul constantly itches
Cause within me I got creatures
I gotta overcome these bitches
And keep on painting these pictures
Look
I'm gonna blow up and that's a fact
I don't need nigguhs opinions all they do is pull me back
I'm gonna blow up, I know that
I did this universe good now it's gotta pay me back
A Da Vinci or Picasso when the niggah paint the picture
But I'm shaving off my mustache cause it make me look like Hitler
But I save a lot, like a terabyte or like a Jesus
Cannot be God, I got like 3 brothers and a sister
I've been on my way
Nothing's in my way
Pastures looking greener
And I cannot look away
I've been pulling up the socks
I'm picking up the pace
Siding with my main
Aligning all my aims
Looking at the stars
Got dreams of buying cars
My pen is too dangerous
It opens up your heart
Invested in my art
Just to put back in some heart
I'm a surgeon with this shit
I need a doctorate in the art
I said I'm Looking at the stars
Got dreams of buying cars (hol'up)
I already did that
Let's take this shit to Mars
I'm crazy with the art
Invested all my heart
It's crazy how these nigguhs fake it
Thei' shit way too blunt
Looking at the stars
Got dreams of buying cars
How far will I take it
All men are from Mars
All I do is art
And I put in heart
Crazy how they fake it but i tell all
Like you're blood
Looking at the stars
Got dreams of buying cars
How far will I take it
All men are from Mars
All I do is art
And I put in heart
Crazy how they fake it
Turn your back they put in darts MFs
Steady making waves
Outchea rollining jays
I've been getting faded
Fede fede

I don't
Got time to play
I don't
Got time for hate
I got
Bills to pay
I got
Verses to lay
But my soul constantly itches
Cause within me I got creatures
I gotta overcome these bitches
And keep on painting these pictures
Look
I'm gonna blow up and that's a fact
I don't need nigguhs opinions all they do is pull me back
I'm gonna blow up, I know that
I did this universe good now it's gotta pay me back
A Da Vinci or Picasso when the niggah paint the picture
But I'm shaving off my mustache cause it make me look like Hitler
But I save a lot, like a terabyte or like a Jesus
Cannot be God, I got like 3 brothers and a sister
I've been on my way
Nothing's in my way
Pastures looking greener
And I cannot look away
I've been pulling up the socks
I'm picking up the pace
Siding with my main
Aligning all my aims
Looking at the stars
Got dreams of buying cars
My pen is too dangerous
It opens up your heart
Invested in my art
Just to put back in some heart
I'm a surgeon with this shit
I need a doctorate in the art
I said I'm Looking at the stars
Got dreams of buying cars (hol'up)
I already did that
Let's take this shit to Mars
I'm crazy with the art
Invested all my heart
It's crazy how these nigguhs fake it
Thei' shit way too blunt
Looking at the stars
Got dreams of buying cars
How far will I take it
All men are from Mars
All I do is art
And I put in heart
Crazy how they fake it but i tell all
Like you're blood
Looking at the stars
Got dreams of buying cars
How far will I take it
All men are from Mars
All I do is art
And I put in heart
Crazy how they fake it
Turn your back they put in darts MFs
Steady making waves
Outchea rollining jays
I've been getting faded
Fede fede