OZZY

Living like a rock star, popped out

Driving the express route

Crashed the car ain’t even know it yea

Oh my goodness all these dollar bills

Woke up in my pocket still shit and I even blow it, yea

Living like a rock star, popped out

Driving the express route

Crashed the car ain’t even know it yea

Oh my goodness all these dollar bills

Woke up in my pocket still shit and I even blow it yea

Look at me

rushing through the scene

only think bout commas all my life you know I need

yeah this life be treacherous I patch up while they bleed

no back and forth no arguing just stack up with my team /

now we strum our own tune

curving all these flaky bitches with they waste views

met Spanish ting she beg for some new shoes

i ain’t trippin cuz this money made to pay dues

nd i choose too

to climb to the top

to make this shit pop

the haters gone drop

oh

they wish that we flop

they pray that we stop

like bad boy we rock

to climb to the top

to make this shit pop

the haters gone drop

oh

they wish that we flop

they pray that we stop

like bad boy we rock

Living like a rock star, popped out

Driving the express route

Crashed the car ain’t even know it yea

Oh my goodness all these dollar bills

Woke up in my pocket still shit and I even blow it, yea

Living like a rock star, popped out

Driving the express route

Crashed the car ain’t even know it yea

Oh my goodness all these dollar bills

Woke up in my pocket still shit and I even blow it yea

I can see a full moon bumpin all my own tunes

And I know the wind is blowing yea

I feel like I’m well done I hope it don’t smell strong

Imma leave a window open yea

Cause these coppers don’t know problems from me

And these models they really all over me

And these bottles are still calling for me

Life is exactly how I want it to be

Two fingers and my thumb held up I don’t give a fuck

Put it to my face take a pic imma live it up

I ain’t gotta listen to no speech,

I know you won’t practice what you preach

Living like a rock star, popped out

Driving the express route

Crashed the car ain’t even know it yea

Oh my goodness all these dollar bills

Woke up in my pocket still shit and I even blow it, yea

Living like a rock star, popped out

Driving the express route

Crashed the car ain’t even know it yea

Oh my goodness all these dollar bills

Woke up in my pocket still shit and I even blow it yea