Rockstar

I just wanna be an all-star Run five hundred yards Rockstar life, buying luxury cars I want a Bentley, want a nice Porsche I want a whip with butterfly doors Grammy and a billion views Enough money to afford nice shoes Girlfriends and a golden goose and a golden tooth Man, what about you? I just wanna go back to my room I don't want the fame, I just want you I wish I was famous, nobody knows me I do the same shit, do what they tell me I had dreams that I'm livin' in the hills I'm chillin' with my homie Rick Ross, payin' bills They call me faceless, I need a facelift Radio stations hate on my playlist One day, I'ma shoot a shot at Mars Fall into its orbit, let me fall into your arms I just wanna go back to my room I don't want the fame, I just want you I just wanna go back to my room, my room I don't want the fame, I just want you, want you And I've triеd doin' all that I can I'll walk to Japan If it means that I won't fall Off, bite my own tongue just to say For thе numbers I made I feed it like an animal Popped off, full of all this love (All I wanna) Girl, go, though it won't take much (All I wanna) Change clothes since we're so damn close (I just wanna) Go home, baby, fuck this show I just wanna go back to my room, my room I don't want the fame, I just want you, want you I just wanna go back to my room, my room I don't want the fame, I just want you, want you Forget everything I ever wanted All I want is to see your eyes Feel the weight of the stones in my pockets I just want you to know I'm fine