Soulja Boy Tell ’Em Rockstar Lyrics

Real Soulja 4 Life Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Trap Spot
  • 2 John Gotti
  • 3 Draco
  • 4 Rockstar
  • 5 Wrist in the Bowl
  • 6 All About Paper
  • 7 Let Me In
  • 8 All I Ever Wanted
  • 9 Pesos
  • 10 Still Counting Money
  • 11 Trappin Everyday
  • 12 Running up da Bandz
  • 13 I'm the Man
  • 14 Hold It Down for My Team
  • 15 Millions on Millions
  • 16 Work Hard
  • 17 Ballin
  • 18 Henny
  • 19, night when it all started
    I was going so ham on the beat, going retarded
    Backseat of my Mercedes, black on black paint
    Lookin’ at my iPhone, not knowin’ what to think
    Just knowin’ that I’m that dude, killin’ niggas in traffic
    We rappin’, we spittin’ bullets at any nigga – we savage
    Any nigga that want this, well he can get it
    I’m swearin’ niggas talkin’ that shit but ain’t really weird
    And I’m stayin’ holsted up with my niggas, heavy like everyday
    I’m west side on one, tatted shit up in my face
    A real young dude but I gotta keep it real
    I’m so official, this situation not even real
    Stacks on deck, money gained, occupation was in the field
    And we stackin’ it every day, every dollar bill
    Niggas steady hatin’ but really nigga fuck how they feel
    I’m off top, any nigga talk I have to kill

    Countin’ up a hundred grand
    Thinkin’ I’m the man
    Yea, I’m the man, I know that I’m the man
    Talkin’ bright lights, bright lights
    Yea, I’m a rockstar
    Bright lights, bright lights
    Yea, I’m a rockstar
    Countin’ up a hundred grand
    Thinkin’ like I’m the man
    Yea, I’m the man
    Bright lights, bright lights
    Tell ‘em I’m a rockstar
    Bright lights, bright lights
    Tell ‘em I’m a rockstar

    I wake up in the morning and you know that it’s on
    Girls keep hittin’ my phone
    Can’t leave me alone
    No, they can’t leave me alone
    And this kush is smoking strong
    Got Ferrari on my cologne
    And my gold chain is so long
    And I stash so fresh in the streets
    And I go so hard on the beat
    Everywhere I go it’s SOD
    Got the brand new J’s on my feet
    They know what’s up with me
    Everybody know what’s up with me
    What’s up with me?

    Countin’ up a hundred grand
    Thinkin’ I’m the man
    Yea, I’m the man, I know that I’m the man
    Talkin’ bright lights, bright lights
    Yea, I’m a rockstar
    Bright lights, bright lights
    Yea, I’m a rockstar
    Countin’ up a hundred grand
    Thinkin’ like I’m the man
    Yea, I’m the man
    Bright lights, bright lights
    Tell ‘em I’m a rockstar
    Bright lights, bright lights
    Tell ‘em I’m a rockstar

    Bright lights, I’m a rockstar
    Welcome in the party, I’m a rasta
    Smokin’ on this kush every hour
    We get it and we smellin’ so sour
    I’m on stage and the lights goin’ crazy
    Cameras in my face, I just do it – fuck the payment
    Yea, I do this shit for real
    I go so hard, a mill for the deal
    A mill every deal, we gotta get it in
    When you in my presence the freshest is in the pen
    It’s SODMG, we goin’ so fuckin’ ham
    Niggas thinkin’ we out of space with this program
    Money is what we makin’, balancin’ you is playin’
    SOD man we slayin’, coming hard never playin’
    Relaxin’ but still we layin’
    Lil Dre I will be pam
    they talkin’ but real talk bruh
    I will off ‘em

    Countin’ up a hundred grand
    Thinkin’ I’m the man
    Yea, I’m the man, I know that I’m the man
    Talkin’ bright lights, bright lights
    Yea, I’m a rockstar
    Bright lights, bright lights
    Yea, I’m a rockstar
    Countin’ up a hundred grand
    Thinkin’ like I’m the man
    Yea, I’m the man
    Bright lights, bright lights
    Tell ‘em I’m a rockstar
    Bright lights, bright lights
    Tell ‘em I’m a rockstar

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