Stars!

(Intro)
Woah, your bitch on my phone
Told her leave me lone, she blowing up my phone
I wanna be alone, no one hit my phone
They say I'm impatient , I'm not a doctor I don't need no patient
I'm a fein, I need my medication
Bitch I'm just working, working till my vacation
(Chorus) [888x888]
Yeah, I won't give this up
I can't give this up, cause if I give it up Then imma be a bum
My heartbeat that's a drum, working to be number one
Bitch I rise up with the sun all this shit wasn't for none
(Verse one) [trey]
Yeah they hitting up my phone
They talking bout like trey you the one
I got my coupe and now I'm done
You see them stars? Yeah it's a ton
They tell me fall back on God like I won't fall back
I get to the money drip so hard like I'm a laundry mat
(Verse two) [trey]
Hey hey hey what you doing for the pay?
I don't like to argue with you but I'm making sure you straight
TRIPL8 is too official that's my boy anyway
We getting guapo every day, watch us how we play
(Verse 3) [888x888]
Bitch I wake up in the morning do my thing
Uh ice up on my neck you know that i got bling
Too much shit up on my plate
Sometimes I wish that i really could skip days
But look at the stars,stars
Got a brand new car,car
Imported from mars,mars