Lyrics

Baby I'm a shooting star, flying high like a comet when I come through Everybody wanna get involved, find out what I'm doin' what I'm up to I just wanna let you know, I'm so professional If you want you could follow too, but I ain't ever gonna follow you Stars in the making, fusion, LEN, Yahweh, ours for the taking Make no mistake bitch, we about to blow up, supernova on your playlist, yuh They surprised that I'm bout it, you want it, I got it Hoe I rule, I'm the Vibe Csar, style so hot Like an O-Star Yo, obnoxious in the post like an Instagram model I'm driving in the paint, coast to coast, full throttle Got, tired of waiting, got paid now I'm on my way on a vacation This life is amazing, playing Gambino in heavy rotation So much more that I live for, pass my manager the info Ballin' feeling like I'm 6'4, go to the ville next to J. Cole Now this is something that I'm paid for, used to fly below your radars When I'm out I gotta lay low, don't care bout what you say, hoe Cause I got tired of remarks, I ain't usually the guy to be breaking her heart But it never would work shoulda left from the start Need time to myself I'mma work on my art Only do it with a passion, give it time I overlap them Twitter they always be cappin, they give they opinions I never was askin' Baby I'm a shooting star, flying high like a comet when I come through Everybody wanna get involved, find out what I'm doin' what I'm up to I just wanna let you know, I'm so professional If you want you could follow too, but I ain't ever gonna follow you Stars in the making, fusion, LEN, Yahweh, ours for the taking Make no mistake bitch, we about to blow up, supernova on your playlist, yuh They surprised that I'm bout it, you want it, I got it Hoe I rule, I'm the Vibe Csar, style so hot Like an O-Star Okay, go to the gym and hit my arms, got a date with a bitch she came from Iran Got some pants that was stitched came from Vietnam Need a song that'll hit like a cherry bomb Got some sales like an academic ain't a cheater but throw a Patek and I keep her calm Call me a Punk and I'm on my way to Chicago, I'mma have your ex on my arm New campus, news flash you not hot shit, gimme a break Almost was fooled by the haters to give up I thought I was dreaming I'm really awake Bitches talk down on my name for some likes man this clout is a drug I got nothing to say Don't pay attention to pessimists hating they fiend for attention they message is fake Yeah my name's LEN, but ain't no Ls to my name I got jewels on my chain, promise you we not the same, tryna keep score While I'm on the floor, homie I'm running the game, man I'm holding on the reigns And I'm sick of waiting I got everything to gain, I'm begging you stay in your lane, saying Baby I'm a shooting star, flying high like a comet when I come through Everybody wanna get involved, find out what I'm doin' what I'm up to I just wanna let you know, I'm so professional If you want you could follow too, but I ain't ever gonna follow you Stars in the making, fusion, LEN, Yahweh, ours for the taking Make no mistake bitch, we about to blow up, supernova on your playlist, yuh They surprised that I'm bout it, you want it, I got it Hoe I rule, I'm the Vibe Csar, style so hot Like an O-Star
Writer(s): Mike Elyian Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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