Star Shooter

I had to shoot for the stars
All of the money and broads
Cop me a brand new capresé but shout out to Kaz and Dawgs
My nigga sold for the bucks my nigga sold for the bucks
12 hit a raid and they busted, man they ran off with plug
All of my man's had a hand on the grip
What are they talking bout
The trap pack they took from the crib
It was the coco the white it was the powder for snout
I gotta run up a shift the trap pack they took it and dipped
And all of that shit that we did we cannot do it again

Gave it to Ricky the ten
He didn't do the drugs
He was the right to the Don
He was the plug with the love
Pull up with jewelry
I needa toolery
Cuz niggas they move like the clowns
Full of the foolery, you wanna flex with the figs
But never take care of yo kids
Why you been acting like this
Knowing ya life is a miss
Matter fact who is ya miss do she got eyes on the kids
You putting that ice on ya wrist
Before you would kiss on ya kids
Despicable
I am impeccable
None of you boys got the aim on me
Try to run game on me
You can get pop like balloon, all of my shooters they looney like tunes
Kash and the Trillest we off to the moon
If you wanna taste better cop up a spoon
You wanna get worked
I'm doc with the doom
Ugh
Pull up
Pull up a box listen and take a seat
You Tryna be living like him
But take a look at me
I don't just flex for the clout
I got respect all about
I got the water man splash
You got driest of droughts

I had to shoot for the stars
All of the money and broads
Cop me a brand new capresé but shout out to Kaz and Dawgs
My nigga sold for the bucks my nigga sold for the bucks
12 hit a raid and they busted
Man they ran off with plug
All of my man's had a hand on the grip
What are they talking bout
The trap pack they took from the crib
It was the coco the white it was the powder for snout
I gotta run up a shift the trap pack
They took it and dipped and all of that shit that we did we cannot do it again

Don't wanna do it again
I'm not gone fall for the tricks
I am a rabbit and silly as I am the trix are for kids
Been slapping like snapple the way that it Taste
Snapping ya girl put a frame on her face
She gotta body just check out the bass
Better watch out for you catch all the spray
You don't want smoke take a break for the day
College got wiggas that pray for the case
Wanna get blacked and they cannot retrace
End up in juvee get choke with the lace
Or better yet old ladies pull up and smoke with the mace
All of my boys on different occasions
For some altercations cannot show they face
Not gonna tell the whole story cannot get caught as a snitch
They try to shoot me the fade, them niggas flop like a fish
I had to cook in the stu, had to be selfish and shit
All of my shots got the aim, all of my shooters don't miss
Never was in for fame, just needed something for bliss
I had to pull out the flame, I had to change up the game
Used to be one of the saints
Then everything went they insane
Had my heart broken too many times now I'm just heartless again

I had to shoot for the stars
All of the money and broads
Cop me a brand new capresé but shout out to Kaz and Dawgs
My nigga sold for the bucks my nigga sold for the bucks
12 hit a raid and they busted
Man they ran off with plug
All of my man's had a hand on the grip
What are they talking bout
The trap pack they took from the crib
It was the coco the white it was the powder for snout
I gotta run up a shift the trap pack they took it and dipped
And all of that shit that we did we cannot do it again