10. Rockstar lifestyle- Ken carson Songtext
von Ken Carson

Like
Like, back when - ain′t have nothin'
And all these - just - for fun, no money like
Now this - different, yuh

I′m 'bout to drop the ceilin', yeah
I′m ′bout to drop my album, I'm ′bout to kill 'em
Lil′ -, I say whatever I want, I ain't got no filter
If I bought her - and -, huh, huh, then I built her, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I built her
I been sippin′ -, I don't give no - about my liver
Pass that cup, pour me up
Rockstar lifestyle, yeah, I been off these -
Rockstar lifestyle, yeah, she don't give no -


I just flew your - out to India
I smoke hybrid, huh, huh, this ain′t no Indica
Like a wrestler, I′m 'bout to hit this - with my finisher
Fatality, Mortal Kombat, yeah, I′m endin' her
Huh, huh, pull out track, huh, huh, quarterback
Huh, huh, put it on the floor, I need more of that, yeah, yeah
You lookin′ for me, -, I'm posted in the cul-de-sac
Yeah, yeah, cul-de-sac, yeah, yeah

Swipe -, pipe -
Yeah, rockstar, that′s my type, -
Opium aesthetic, yeah, type -
VVS diamonds on my right wrist, and my left
Carats in my ear, now I can't hear -, yeah, I'm deaf
You can ask my partners, I been poppin′ - since I was 12
I got pounds ′bout to land, ay, keep your eyes on the mail
I'm Ken Carson, I′m bigger than the law, I ain't goin′ back to jail, yeah, yeah

12, yeah, yeah
I ain't leavin′ no evidence 'cause the stick came with a shell catcher
If my partner flip your -, then I'm payin′ that lil′ bail, yeah, yeah
She took off all her clothes 'cause she say, "It′s hot as hell in here"
Balenciaga, steroid boots, I could step on the whole town
If you talkin' down, I could get you spent right now
Ain′t no - with my -, and that's hands down
Every time I look up, she be making TikToks to my sound


I mean TikToks to my song, I feel like I′m Drake, -, I'm so far gone
I pulled up with that - and that boy never made it home
These - don't be for real, they need to leave me alone, ′cause I step on -
Almost went to jail in Sweden, yeah, I had dirty -
Binary switch on that -, this a dirty stick
I was - on a M.I.L.F., she was 36

I don′t really shop at Kith, I be in SoHo
I'm flexin′ on my -, sometimes you gotta let a - know
I told the label I'm lit, - it, I don′t need no promo
Super Saiyan, yeah, wild to death, I'm in go mode
Upside down cross what′s on my neck, but I ain't never sell my soul