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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
Lil Skies
Lil Skies
Vocals
Young Chop
Young Chop
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Tyree Pittman
Tyree Pittman
Songwriter
Kimetrius Foose
Kimetrius Foose
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Young Chop
Young Chop
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Young Chop on the beat)
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Oh, rockstar
(Turn me up Chop)
[Verse 2]
Rockstar lifestyle might not make it
Put prescription drugs on my tongue, I had to take it
Keep my secrets deep down inside, I had to face it
For you, I put my life on the line, that shit felt crazy
[Verse 3]
They gon' ride still, they may purchase them Advils
Don't you hate when the guys tell?
Hate results from a last shell
Take the Feds off of lockdown
Secure this call, I'ma press 1
Felony on my background
Gun license, you ain't got one
Trigger finger, catch a .91
I remember swerving bad cars
I remember wipin' bad bugs
Broke ****, throw the vibe off
I remember toting cap guns
A lot of pounds of the platinum
A lot of pounds, I go platinum
Whoa (Rockstar)
Rockstar, **** fuck yo homie I heard they cabbage
My homie pull up lookin' like me
You would think they rappin' too
They kill you dead, then sit down calm
And smoke a Black or two
Sought out his dame, they tryin' to frame him
Free Mac-A-Doo
[Verse 4]
Rockstar lifestyle might not make it
Put prescription drugs on my tongue, I had to take it
Keep my secrets deep down inside, I had to face it
[Verse 5]
Yeah, yeah
I'm sippin' real codeine (Codeine)
200 hunnid racks on me (On me)
I done put stars on the roof (On the roof)
Inside the galaxy (Uh)
Flight after flight I'm going (Going)
I”m goin' touring over seas (Over seas)
My brother doing life (Life)
Cops never gon' let him free (Lockdown)
These **** arn't built like we (Hell nah)
Broke **** don't talk, he cheap (Broke)
Me and Durk top dog like Meech (Like Meech)
Pack touch, we flood the street (Streets)
Pray my ops get deceased (They dead)
Ain't no love for the weak (R.I.P)
And if I die to night (R.I.P)
Bury me in my dreams just 'cause
[Verse 6]
This a rockstar lifestyle
Bitches gettin' naked
I roll up like 20 blunts
Know that I'ma face it
I been through like too much
Why I'm gettin' wasted
Fuck all of the fake shit they hatin'
[Verse 7]
Rockstar lifestyle might not make it
Put prescription drugs on my tongue, I had to take it
Keep my secrets deep down inside, I had to face it
For you I put my life on the line, that shit felt crazy
For you I put my life on the line, that shit felt crazy
For you I put my life on the line, that shit felt crazy
For you I go and unload the 9, that shit feels crazy
For you I put my life on the line, that shit felt crazy
Written by: Durk Banks, Kimetrius Foose, Tyree Pittman
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