Awe Stars - Brandun DeShay, Casey Veggies, Rockie Fresh

Take a look at me and they can tell I’ve

Rapping so long, I got more bars than cell blocks

Every interview, they asking if I want the deal or not

Asking if I sell lots

Nigga, is hell hot?

There go your answer, that pessimism’s your cancer

Best to beat it like beat it like Micheal Jackson

Most of these niggas lacking the skill it takes to make classics

They come to me, looking plastic, real hearts is made out of molasses

I’m hard and they looking plastic, please say I’m not the only one

Flyest nigga up in the club, ain’t even twenty-one

Quit my day job to make a living off having fun

Making beats;

better yet, made a killing, that’s hella sweet

Guaranteed I’ll bet I get that money, like, pronto

But trust me, I’ma get you in the end, Tonto

Don’t play me like a console and we’ll be all good

Todos, bien, let the games begin

If this XXL cover Obama, I’m the hardest of McCains

310, said it first, I’m just staying in my lane

Crashing into haters 'cause my speed is insane

Dreams on my brain, trying to scheme to make a change

To get cream and the fame and my team do the same

I’m alcohol on the track, yeah, the kid, the one to blame

I remember two years ago, they didn’t know my name

Now these hoes scream me out like I’m putting them in pain

The young boy, I came to kill them again

Sorry rapper, I ain’t really feeling you, man

Got the call from I told him the weekend

Would be the best time, school on the weekdays

Schoolyard niggas, y’all suspended for three days

It’s two types of niggas: real and fake

'Cause your bros turned sour when you talking 'bout cake

'Cause they can’t be fair when you splitting up what you make

Okay, I rock these dope bands, but I make the game step up

Got that doctor money, I’m just trying to get my check up

Balling, balling, somebody call a ref up

View these boys in hindsight, think they need to catch up

People say I’m next up, throw them up like

Plus my clique’s some animals and y’all boys just some Cheetah Girls

Gotta stay protected, dog, you know that it’s a crazy world

When niggas put that hit up in your head like a pressing curl

Yeah, they repping hard, know how to play they cards

Handle the right like guards, they call me Charizard

Why?

Because I spit that fire, your flow is like rims, it’s tires

So I must detach your wires with this steel, I call it pliers

And your girl love me, dog, I am the best, man

Look at you like Wolverine, why?

'Cause you a ex-man

Got a lot of paper and you’ll never take it from me

Yeah, this Rockie Fresh, bitch, and I’m busy getting money

Motherfucker