"Star67" as written by and Muehlboeck Fred Graham Aubrey Drake....
That's what they doin' Cameron,
They actin' like these singers, man.
I ain't goin' to the studio until I got a situation.
A subject, I need a beat, I need the producer.
Who gonna be on the hook? Man what is you doin'?
Go in the studio with fuckin' clips, clips, ammo!

Brand new Beretta, can't wait to let it go
Walk up in my label like, where the check though?
Yeah, I said it, wouldn't dap you with the left ho
Shut the fuck up, text from a centerfold, I ain't reply
Let her know I read it though
Voicemail say she ready though
Niggas know I'm credible
Ain't no pussy on a pedestal
Got my foot on the 'cedes Benz pedal
Doin' 90 on the bridge like, nigga you already know
And if you don't know, then now you know, now you know
Switchin' up the angles
Now I'm in the Rolls with illuminated angel
Four or five chains made of gold gettin' tangled
My nigga Biz said "The first mill gon' change you"
Change for the better, hit it then dead her
That's my vendetta, keep this shit together

Goddamn, we ain't even gotta scam
Cocaine Coupe, we ain't even got a scale
Used to flip apps, now that old plug murked
Ain't a damn thing changed, you can still get the work, ay

Just hold on one moment and someone will be right with you

We're sorry, you have reached a number
That has been disconnected or is no longer in service

Yeah

I remember how I went to Louis V with Haf'
Watched them spread ten thousand dollars on the glass
I never ever thought I'd see that in my life
Now I'm in the East 'cause my boys are gettin' right, man
I was on TV makin' fifty racks a year
After helpin' mama out the shit would disappear
I am not a man, I can't do this on my own
So I started askin' them if they would put me on
And they did put me on, yeah
They did put me on
Now we in the basement and we workin' on the phone
Now we in the basement and we workin' on the phone, line
Line blowin' up
Workin' on the phones
Now we in the basement and we workin' on the phones
But I just couldn't do it, had to leave that shit alone, man

Blowin' up
Line blowin' up, they need the whole thing
Blowin' up
My niggas really need the whole thing yeah yeah

Blowin' up
Line blowin' up, they need the whole thing
Blowin' up
My niggas really need the whole thing yeah yeah yeah

I do better with the rider in my system
Oh yeah, I'm on deck when you call me I'll listen
I listen unless I been mixin'
You know when I'm mixin'
You know when I'm mixin', I smoke when I drink, it's tradition
Like Zoe mama I go hippy
Peace sign in the air like I'm Nixon
I'm mixin', I am not Esco but it was written
I knew when they didn't, I been had these visions
Of the life I'm livin' since I was Jimmy
All I just had to do was go and get it

And now we blowin' up
Blowin' up, they need the whole thing
Blowin' up, yeah
My niggas really need the whole thing yeah yeah yeah


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

"Star67" as written by Aubrey Graham Amir Obeid

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.

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