Even if I told you, still wouldn't understand what happenedRather be myself when people look at me, don't matterA rockstar, nigga, just tryna keep it kosherTryna keep my eyes on my own paper like my teachers told meSoon as niggas think it's over, poof!Number one on the charts, I'm there vicariouslyOh, there they go, biasly pushing negative narrativesI'm ready, though, cops wanna pull me over, embarrass meAbusing power, you never knew me, thought I was arrogantAs a juvenile, police pull their guns like they scared of meAnd we used to howl, crackers treat us not as the scared thingWon't anything, we good at it and we cherish itNow we all fed up with niggas coming back for everythingRockstars, niggas, just watch the news, they burning cop cars, niggaKill another nigga, break the law, then call us outlawsNigga, what happened? Won't ask to keep it peacefulShould've seen them hatin' bitches' face when I bought that LamborghiniThrow up my middle finger, police can't catch me, that's allBrand new Lamborghini, * a cop carWith a pistol on my hip like I'm a copHave you ever met a real nigga rockstar?This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a clockMy Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze meBetter let me go todayYou need meSo bitch, you up me on that nigga, get the busAnd if I ain't enough, go get the chopIt's safe to say I earned it, ain't a nigga gave me nothingI'm ready to hop out on that nigga, get the busKnow you heard me say you play, you late, don't make me push the buttFull of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a fuckin' bucketGoin' for buggers, how about a chopper?I got a big drum and hold a hundred, goin' for nothin'I'm ready to air it out on all these niggas, I can see them runnin'Just talked to my mama, she hit me on FaceTimeJust to check up on me and my brother, I'm really the babyShe know that a younger son was always guaranteed to get the moneyShe know that a baby boy was always guaranteed to get the lootShe know what I do, she know if I run from a nigga, I'ma pull it out and shootPTSD, I'm always wakin' up in cold sweats like I got the fluMy daughter a G, she saw me kill a nigga in front of her before they aged her twoAnd I'd kill another nigga tooIf I let another nigga do somethin' to youAs long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different, daddy love youLet's goBrand new Lamborghini, * a cop carWith a pistol on my hip like I'm a copHave you ever met a real nigga rockstar?This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a clockWooWooMy Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze meYou better let me go today, you need meSo let me on that nigga, get the busWooAnd if I ain't enough, go get your chopKeep a Glock and we're not ridin' in SuburbanIt's a code, ain't had a young nigga swervin'I got the mop, watch me wash him like detergentAnd I'm ballin', that's why there's diamonds on my shirtSlide on offside and flip the block back, yeah, yeahMy junior popped him and left him lopsided, yeah, yeahWe spin his block, got the rebound and it's robbin'Yeah, for me, wine timeYou can't cross the line, yeah, yeahIt's me again1,200 horsepower, I get lost in the windIf he talkin' on the yard, the pen dolls will take his chinMade-back SUV for my refugeesFive blocks in the hood, put money in the streetsI was solo and the ops caught me at the gas stationHad it on me, 30,000, thought it was my last dayBut they ain't even want no smokeIf I had to choose it, murder would she roll?Let's goBrand new Lamborghini, * a cop carPut a pistol on my hip like I'm a copYeah, yeah, yeahHave you ever met a real nigga rockstar?This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a clockMy Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze meYou better let me go today, you need meSo bitch, * me on that nigga, get the busAnd if I ain't enough, go get the chop