Stars
J.I.D"Stars" is a song by J.I.D, released in 2022 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:15 long and contains 86 lines and 638 words.
Lyrics
0:57Oh woah woah woah
1:02Look uh
1:04JID:
1:04Baby girl have faith in a n***a without a job
1:07And let a n***a stay at your place
1:08Play it for your friends when I drop a mixtape
1:10Both of us will win if I get a big break
1:12Broke n***a d**k
1:13Baby had a long day
1:14Tryna get rich buy you Dolce
1:16And Gabbana baby just be honest
1:18Don't be tryna play me I'm an artist baby I'm an artist
1:21Baby I'm an artist
1:22And I'm sensitive about my ****
1:23I been tryna make it on my grind I'm takin' what is mine
1:25I'm racin' with the time
1:27I been tryna make it at my hardest makin' it a promise
1:29Chasin' with my heart in it
1:31I just gotta make it to the stars a spaceship or a rocket
1:33Paintin' I'm an artist
1:35I'm just tryna make it as an artist
1:36And I'm sensitive about my ****
1:37I just gotta make it
1:38Heavy way to hold the head and notice
1:42Just a long and cold and scary
1:45But I don't even feel a thing no more
1:48I set my goals and I'm prepared
1:49Look-look-look-look-look uh look uh
1:54Everybody wanna come and hang with the stars
1:56Pinky ring chain bling-bling and the cars
1:58A hundred miles an hour on the way to Lee-R
1:59You don't even believe in Jesus wearin' Christian Dior
2:02You crazy on a Twitter who we need for PR
2:04You out of control P-O-W-E-R
2:06Went to the head and now you doin' bodily harm
2:08On the meds and nobody wanna say
2:09Because they scared to lose a gig
2:11But yeah-yeah you wanna be JID kid
2:12I used to wanna be Jay I used to wanna be Wayne
2:14I used to wanna be Kanye and Andre 3K
2:16And all my homegirls wanted to be Beyoncé
2:18Can you pay my telephone bills
2:22Woah **** I was just lookin' for a deal
2:24Workin' so hard had to sharpen my skills
2:26Work with my dawgs still sharpen my steel
2:28Was still in apartments stealin' and starvin'
2:30Fast-forward I'm in a buildin' with stars
2:32And I got in Yatchy car he got stars in the ceilin'
2:35Pause for a minute
2:35Wait
2:36Gotta know the difference in the stars and the gimmicks
2:38Are you really in it for the arts or the image
2:40Do you really live it in your heart and spirit
2:42It's part of all you are and all you isn't
2:44Heavy way to hold the head and notice
2:46Trust your vision
2:48Just a long and cold and scary
2:50Trust your vision
2:51But I don't even feel a thing no more
2:53I set my goals and I'm prepared
3:01And now a word from our ancestors
3:03Man I I like these new slaves
3:05Yasiin Bey:
3:06Your chain hangin' bling swingin' back breakin'
3:08But it's gleamin' problem posture double cup leanin'
3:11Slide slouchin' tiger pimpin' dragon on swagger
3:14VVS is very vertebrae snappin' lights flashin'
3:17A manicure the premise concealin' the shattered spirit
3:20Jinn snarin' out the paradox prism
3:23The pilots that's the prison retail religion
3:26Red carpet constriction freedom as the fiction
3:29As n***a raised specific as race really existin'
3:32Man get the bag you're trippin'
3:33Go 'head partner hit this sip this
3:36Wishlist hitlist top ten **** list ***** list
3:38Chick list playmate playboy flip sides same coin big front
3:42But no joy yuck oh boy hot girls cold heart
3:46Taxman like the Taliban and ISIS
3:48No relation to class of Osiris
3:51Kissin' cousins 'til the climbin' gas prices kill a climate
3:54Yikes sucker mean muggin' who the nicest
3:57A promised death known is what they life is
3:59They tap in they tap out like a tabloid typist
4:02They touch too tiny to the titan YA-S-double I-N
4:06Conquerin' lion out the liar seek the garden flee the fire
4:15One two three four
Oh woah woah woah Look uh JID: Baby girl have faith in a n***a without a job And let a n***a stay at your place Play it for your friends when I drop a mixtape Both of us will win if I get a big break Broke n***a d**k Baby had a long day Tryna get rich buy you Dolce And Gabbana baby just be honest Don't be tryna play me I'm an artist baby I'm an artist Baby I'm an artist And I'm sensitive about my **** I been tryna make it on my grind I'm takin' what is mine I'm racin' with the time I been tryna make it at my hardest makin' it a promise Chasin' with my heart in it I just gotta make it to the stars a spaceship or a rocket Paintin' I'm an artist I'm just tryna make it as an artist And I'm sensitive about my **** I just gotta make it Heavy way to hold the head and notice Just a long and cold and scary But I don't even feel a thing no more I set my goals and I'm prepared Look-look-look-look-look uh look uh Everybody wanna come and hang with the stars Pinky ring chain bling-bling and the cars A hundred miles an hour on the way to Lee-R You don't even believe in Jesus wearin' Christian Dior You crazy on a Twitter who we need for PR You out of control P-O-W-E-R Went to the head and now you doin' bodily harm On the meds and nobody wanna say Because they scared to lose a gig But yeah-yeah you wanna be JID kid I used to wanna be Jay I used to wanna be Wayne I used to wanna be Kanye and Andre 3K And all my homegirls wanted to be Beyoncé Can you pay my telephone bills Woah **** I was just lookin' for a deal Workin' so hard had to sharpen my skills Work with my dawgs still sharpen my steel Was still in apartments stealin' and starvin' Fast-forward I'm in a buildin' with stars And I got in Yatchy car he got stars in the ceilin' Pause for a minute Wait Gotta know the difference in the stars and the gimmicks Are you really in it for the arts or the image Do you really live it in your heart and spirit It's part of all you are and all you isn't Heavy way to hold the head and notice Trust your vision Just a long and cold and scary Trust your vision But I don't even feel a thing no more I set my goals and I'm prepared And now a word from our ancestors Man I I like these new slaves Yasiin Bey: Your chain hangin' bling swingin' back breakin' But it's gleamin' problem posture double cup leanin' Slide slouchin' tiger pimpin' dragon on swagger VVS is very vertebrae snappin' lights flashin' A manicure the premise concealin' the shattered spirit Jinn snarin' out the paradox prism The pilots that's the prison retail religion Red carpet constriction freedom as the fiction As n***a raised specific as race really existin' Man get the bag you're trippin' Go 'head partner hit this sip this Wishlist hitlist top ten **** list ***** list Chick list playmate playboy flip sides same coin big front But no joy yuck oh boy hot girls cold heart Taxman like the Taliban and ISIS No relation to class of Osiris Kissin' cousins 'til the climbin' gas prices kill a climate Yikes sucker mean muggin' who the nicest A promised death known is what they life is They tap in they tap out like a tabloid typist They touch too tiny to the titan YA-S-double I-N Conquerin' lion out the liar seek the garden flee the fire One two three four
Translation
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