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Star
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Star was released on April 20, 2017 by Bern One Entertainment as a part of the album Sleepwalking
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Release DateApril 20, 2017
LabelBern One Entertainment
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Berner
Berner
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andy Bell
Andy Bell
Songwriter
Vince Clarke
Vince Clarke
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I live the life of a star, I got plenty of cars
You know the roof with the stars mix them up with the bars
Valet drivers try stealing our roaches
Twenty mill in one year, I never been this focused
I got a forty on my hip, you know I keep that
They be coming home with money you know I need that
Everywhere I go I got a bag on me
I'm talking good smoke, put it in a box, watch that bitch float
When it land, I'll be chilling in some white sand
Like some grams she put her money in the right hands
White vans for the killers and we all high
Small time drug dealer, yeah, I push a hard line
Came a ling way from a hard nine
Looking at a pile of money and it's all mine
Can't believe we made it this far
You can see the blue tint shining through the glass jar
[Verse 2]
We keep the streets flooded
You know who they call every time they need something
And I keep something fresh in the driveway
I'm racing police on the highway
Yeah, this a good life
Damn right, I live the good life
Real stones look bright when it's dark
God bless the dope game, I live the life of a star
[Verse 3]
I keep stunting, keep something 'cause I have to
They get mad when they see me bring that back through
I'm buying everything they got, 'cause I need that
A quick flip it go fast out in Cleveland
Yeah, I'm out in Akron, stacking
I was crab cracking and laughing before rapping
I used to get them butterflies when I opened the package
Now I let my little homie give me the call when it landed
Yeah, and now my wrist all frozen
I'm blowing piss with the homie Chosen
Twenty bitches in the lobby
Your baby momma all on me
Don't call me 'less you ready to work
All my homies get money and they still put in work
Yeah, Frisco, that's the city where I'm from
We ride around half sleep, guarantee that we on one, yeah
[Verse 4]
We keep the streets flooded
You know who they call every time they need something
And I keep something fresh in the driveway
I'm racing police on the highway
Yeah, this a good life
Damn right, I live the good life
Real stones look bright when it's dark
God bless the dope game, I live the life of a star
Written by: Andy Bell, Vince Clarke
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