"POPSTAR" lyrics
Ryan Oakes & Ekoh Lyrics
Did it all my way, never weekend, I never saw Friday, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yo
Did-did it all my way, never weekend, I never saw Friday (Yeah-yeah)
Let 'em dehydrate, try to walk in my shoes and on my pace (Yeah-yeah)
Everything lightweight when the competition runnin' ice skates
[?] my face
I'm rippin' they heart out to put it in the right place
Tick-tock, big shot, hold up, bitch, wait a minute
Bitch, I'm pissed off, all this shit just a gimmick
Rip my skin off, throw it on, hide the stitches
Kiss my wristwatch just so you can say you did it
I ain't no popstar, can't turn me to a puppet
I take it too far, and all the ladies love it
Back of the cop car, you ain't gon' catch me runnin'
Lights on when I come through, from the pen to the green room
I ain't no popstar, can't turn me to a puppet
I take it too far, and all the ladies love it
Back of the cop car, you ain't gon' catch me runnin'
Lights on when I come through, from the pen to the green room
Yo, never been the one from the mainstream love
'Cause I watched y'all move and it's fake as fuck
I got a crib and a shoe and a whip and a chick
And I been through shit, but I never had to change up
Independent, I know what I gotta do to get a killin'
And they leavin' all the evidence (Yeah-yeah)
I can run it with the rap, the metal shit
Anything I wanna do, I'm never settlin' (Yeah-yeah)
My designer clothes in my closet
My style is: "Mind your own business"
You don't like the way that I dress?
Then close your eyes, bitch, you're supposed to just listen
Middle fingers up, I don't care if I offend
I've been doin' everything on my own
You got a label with a boss and advance
But I got what you don't have... control
Tick-tock, big shot, hold up, bitch, wait a minute
Bitch, I'm pissed off, all this shit just a gimmick
Rip my skin off, throw it on, hide the stitches
Kiss my wristwatch just so you can say you did it
I ain't no popstar, can't turn me to a puppet
I take it too far, and all the ladies love it
Back of the cop car, you ain't gon' catch me runnin'
Lights on when I come through, from the pen to the green room
I ain't no popstar, can't turn me to a puppet
I take it too far, and all the ladies love it
Back of the cop car, you ain't gon' catch me runnin'
Lights on when I come through, from the pen to the green room (Oh)
Yeah, yo
Did-did it all my way, never weekend, I never saw Friday (Yeah-yeah)
Let 'em dehydrate, try to walk in my shoes and on my pace (Yeah-yeah)
Everything lightweight when the competition runnin' ice skates
[?] my face
I'm rippin' they heart out to put it in the right place
Tick-tock, big shot, hold up, bitch, wait a minute
Bitch, I'm pissed off, all this shit just a gimmick
Rip my skin off, throw it on, hide the stitches
Kiss my wristwatch just so you can say you did it
I ain't no popstar, can't turn me to a puppet
I take it too far, and all the ladies love it
Back of the cop car, you ain't gon' catch me runnin'
Lights on when I come through, from the pen to the green room
I ain't no popstar, can't turn me to a puppet
I take it too far, and all the ladies love it
Back of the cop car, you ain't gon' catch me runnin'
Lights on when I come through, from the pen to the green room
Yo, never been the one from the mainstream love
'Cause I watched y'all move and it's fake as fuck
I got a crib and a shoe and a whip and a chick
And I been through shit, but I never had to change up
Independent, I know what I gotta do to get a killin'
And they leavin' all the evidence (Yeah-yeah)
I can run it with the rap, the metal shit
Anything I wanna do, I'm never settlin' (Yeah-yeah)
My designer clothes in my closet
My style is: "Mind your own business"
You don't like the way that I dress?
Then close your eyes, bitch, you're supposed to just listen
Middle fingers up, I don't care if I offend
I've been doin' everything on my own
You got a label with a boss and advance
But I got what you don't have... control
Tick-tock, big shot, hold up, bitch, wait a minute
Bitch, I'm pissed off, all this shit just a gimmick
Rip my skin off, throw it on, hide the stitches
Kiss my wristwatch just so you can say you did it
I ain't no popstar, can't turn me to a puppet
I take it too far, and all the ladies love it
Back of the cop car, you ain't gon' catch me runnin'
Lights on when I come through, from the pen to the green room
I ain't no popstar, can't turn me to a puppet
I take it too far, and all the ladies love it
Back of the cop car, you ain't gon' catch me runnin'
Lights on when I come through, from the pen to the green room (Oh)
