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Ken Carson - Rockstar Lifestyle Lyrics

Rockstar Lifestyle Song Lyrics
Rockstar Lifestyle by Ken Carson [Intro]
Like
Like, back when niggas ain't have nothin'
And all these hoes just f**kin' for fun, no way they like
Now this sh*t different, yuh
I'm 'bout to drop the ceilin', yeah
I'm 'bout to drop my album, I'm 'bout to kill 'em
Lil' b**ch, I say whatever I want, I ain't got no filter
If I bought her ass and titties, huh, huh, then I built her, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I built her
I been sippin' codeine, I don't give no f**ks about my liver

[Verse]
Pass that cup, pour me up
Rockstar lifestyle, yeah, I been off these drugs
Rockstar lifestyle, yeah, she don't give no f**ks
I just flew your b**ch out to India
I smokе hybrid, huh, huh, this ain't no Indica
Like a wrestler, I'm 'bout to hit this b**ch with my finishеr
Fatality, Mortal Kombat, yeah, I'm endin' her
Huh, huh, pull out track, huh, huh, quarterback
Huh, huh, put it on the floor, I need more of that, yeah, yeah
You lookin' for me, b**ch, I'm posted in the cul-de-sac
Yeah, yeah, cul-de-sac, yeah, yeah
Swipe sh*t, pipe sh*t
Yeah, rockstar, that's my type, b**ch
Opium aesthetic, yeah, type sh*t
VVS diamonds on my right wrist, and my left
Carats in my ear, now I can't hear sh*t, yeah, I'm deaf
You can ask my partners, I been poppin' sh*t since I was twelve
I got pounds 'bout to land, ayy, keep your eyes on the mail
I'm Ken Carson, I'm bigger than the law, I ain't goin' back to jail, yeah, yeah
f**k 12, yeah, yeah
I ain't leavin' no evidence 'cause the stick came with a shell catcher
If my partner flip your sh*t, then I'm payin' that lil' bail, yeah, yeah
She took off all her clothes 'cause she say, "It's hot as hell in here"
Balenciaga, steroid boots, I could step on the whole town
If you talkin' down, I could get you spent right now
Ain't no b**ch f**king with my b**ch, and that's hands down
Every time I look up she be making TikToks to my sound
I mean TikToks to my song, I feel like I'm Drake, b**ch, I'm so far gone
I pulled up with that Drac' and that boy never made it home
These niggas don't be for real, they need to leave me alone, 'cause I step on sh*t
Almost went to jail in Sweden, yeah, I had dirty p**s
Binary switch on that b**ch, this a dirty stick
I was f**kin' on a M.I.L.F., she was thirty-six
I don't really shop at Kith, I be in SoHo
I'm flexin' on my b**ch, sometimes you gotta let a ho know
I told the label I'm lit, f**k it, I don't need no promo
Super Saiyan, yeah, wild to death, I'm in go mode
Upside down cross what's on my neck, but I ain't ever sell my soul