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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Masked Wolf
Masked Wolf
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harry Michael
Harry Michael
Songwriter
Tyron Hapi
Tyron Hapi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyron Hapi
Tyron Hapi
Producer

Lyrics

Whoa Don't treat me like a rock star In a space dream like Martin This the land of the Martians This my galaxy garden Don't treat me like a rock star In a space dream like Martin This the land of the Martians This my galaxy garden Wait, floating, on freedom If she want it, oh, she dreaming All white like I be skiing Too wild for all these demons Don't treat me like a rock star In a space dream like Martin This the land of the Martians This my galaxy garden You're on the ground, and I'm in the air We are just different elements (whoa) Ain't nobody better than me Walk in, that crowd send out white elephants (whoa) Still, I'm in about my green Don't get it twisted, I like my peppermint (true) Never plan to be a ruler But right now we're talking 'bout them measurements Ask the Martin Wait, I beg your pardon (whoa) Wish you wood like carvin' On fire like I'm arson (word) Hungry like I'm starvin' (ayy) This that Magna Carta (whoa) This that dark side Luke, I am your father I'm in the mothership Meteor man as I'm lovin' it Didn't wanna stick with me When I was down, down, like plummeting Now I'm in that mothership Meteor man as I'm lovin' it Flyin' through the air With no warriors, Mr. Rocketeer, yo Don't treat me like a rock star In a space dream like Martin This the land of the Martians This my galaxy garden Don't treat me like a rock star In a space dream like Martin This the land of the Martians This my galaxy garden Wait, floating, on freedom If she want it, oh, she dreaming All white like I be skiing Too wild for all these demons Don't treat me like a rock star In a space dream like Martin This the land of the Martians This my galaxy garden Houston, I think we got a problem Y'all talk too much on the net like Harden Y'all keep barking, but to climb up my tree You need more than stardom Yeah, to branch out, talking with your CashApp Better back out here before you call a man down No legs but I know I still stand out But I'm still gon' kick it like Van Damme 'round Wait, Chris Martin, paradise in my garden Doin' laps around, you all go cartin' Go figure, my figures (word) Go and live it to the biggest, I ain't pullin' triggers Let's just say, man, I'm shooting where the stars is When I get to see 'em red like Target I ain't full power, this my charger I'm in the mothership Meteor man as I'm lovin' it Didn't wanna stick with me When I was down, down, like plummeting Now I'm in that mothership Meteor man as I'm lovin' it Flyin' through the air With no warriors, Mr. Rocketeer, yo Don't treat me like a rock star In a space dream like Martin This the land of the Martians This my galaxy garden Don't treat me like a rock star In a space dream like Martin This the land of the Martians This my galaxy garden Wait, floating, on freedom If she want it, oh, she dreaming All white like I be skiing Too wild for all these demons Don't treat me like a rock star In a space dream like Martin This the land of the Martians This my galaxy garden
Writer(s): Tyron Takaha Hapi, Harry Michael Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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