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Cousin Stizz

All Star

 

All Star


Yuh

Nothing change but the change
Pockets on swole like a sprain
Me and my niggas gon' ball
Took the work down south like a All Star
I follow you I be lost
Really I'm much better off
Turn myself right to a boss
Turn myself right to a boss
Ay
Pockets on swole like a sprain
Me and my niggas gon' ball
Took the work down south like a All Star
I follow you I be lost
Really I'm much better off
Turn myself right to a boss
Turn myself right to a boss

Damn
They just put my bro in the chains
I'm drinking to fill up the pain
So I can't remember your name
If you gonna play the game
Just know that it's on hall of fame
Those other sides I don't claim
It's just me and the campaign
You sold yourself for a lil' fame
I rather we all make it on the boat
Read a million dollars for the show
I'm putting up checks next to all the goals
I got supply I'ma roll the O
I read this town like a horoscope
I'm striving to get her on corner hoe

Nothing change but the change
Pockets on swole like a sprain
Me and my niggas gon' ball
Took the work down south like the All Star
I follow you I be lost
Really I'm much better off
Turn myself right to a boss
Turn myself right to a boss
Ay
Pockets on swole like a sprain
Me and my niggas gon' ball
Took the work down south like the All Star
I follow you I be lost
Really I'm much better off
Turn myself right to a boss
Turn myself right to a boss

Ay, yuh
I had to get back on my job
These niggas be putting out fake work
I'm give you what you pay for
I need a crib with no neighbors
So now I ain't doing no favors
Cause when your bread low as a fade
They disappear to the vapors
Ay
We spark it up and you don't make a sound
I know you love when I'm not around
Planting my seed on a special ground
We had no hope just some quarter pounds
Bet with your bitch I don't sleep
I put the band on my feet
She so important to me

Nothing change but the change
Pockets on swole like a sprain
Me and my niggas gon' ball
Took the work down south like the All Star
I follow you I be lost
Really I'm much better off
Turn myself right to a boss
Turn myself right to a boss
Ay
Pockets on swole like a sprain
Me and my niggas gon' ball
Took the work down south like the All Star
I follow you I be lost
Really I'm much better off
Turn myself right to a boss
Turn myself right to a boss

done

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