Rocket Man Lyrics

Rocket Man - Boosie Badazz

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What up Tip, nigga?

I feel like the realest nigga in the world right now

Smoking all these exotic weed

Some shit that touch your soul

Real facts that they don't want to be real fact

This from the heart right here, baby

I never been the type to name drop, a game drop

I let the same haters take the same shots

They'll humble up when they ain't hot

Hoping that them games stop like hoping rain stop

Like when a hurricane headed for your block

No he not who people think he is

Let's see if you gon' still be solid in your wrinkle years

Them stepping on me those that really feel, changing on me

My opps piling up against me and they ganging on me

And I ain't even gangster, this is dangerous

Social media make you hit the bottom

Instagram got her wanna ballin'

Instagram got you wanna model

Go in the hood shake my head it be harden a four

Lil kids don't even know God no more, feel me now?

This world so feminine so watch your child

He sixteen, you got a son, get him some pussy now

How can you tell a woman what to carry in her stomach?

When she feeling that's a cancer in her fucking stomach

Can I vent? Can you ask me how I'm feelin' 'fore you ask for rent?

You don't feel like that because you fucking can't

Your ego made you turn on your people you crash

You was the shit in high school, what happened?

Bitches tryna take our life for some shit that we rap

And I'm from south Baton Rouge, where I'ma put in the tab

When I saw cocaine coming at the top of the cab

Late night flights, bitch thugging with D'USSÉ

I kept the place but I ain't use it, I was nasty

Scorpio a make you raw dog a ho, who you call a ho

Did B.G. make parole? Hell no, was you mad?

No, I understand how the jail go

When C-Murder hear this motherfucker here

He gon' say this nigga here talking shit

And he gon' pass it down to tip, where my city at?

Every week I'm missing three

I'm like damn I need my nigga back

They say I rap my fan to the grave

Where all my feeling at (Talk that shit)

Know it's a roof, but these stars say where my ceiling at (Talk that shit, Boo)

Can't too many stitch boss man on they fitted cap (Talk that shit)

Rappers used to be heroes

Now they shoot us down like we freethrows

Like killing a rapper the cheat code (Talk that shit)

Popping percs is cooler than selling kilo (Talk that shit)

Women showing too much, looking like cheap ho

And I hope you know and she know

They gon' try to take you 'fore you takeoff

Long live Migo

Rocket man

This world makes me wanna fly away now

Rocket man

I need the whole world to sang this shit with me

Let's go

I got all these chains on me like a rocket man

It's gon' be hard to stop it

Now since I'm older man, it's hard to watch it

Black on black crime, I was the carbon copy

My hustle different man, I starved and got it

My money different, I produced it

Acted and directed and shot the pilot

Never hurt no one, didn't deserve the violence

Them niggas died for shooting the other pilot

Tears in my eyes as I'm looking at the world change

Hypnotized by money as I'm looking at the girls change

Men turning to women tryna play girl sports

Get yo ass out that pool, and go try Michael Phelps

Ain't too many left, everybody think 'bout death

God mad, but everybody outchea, he coming back soon

Death done blacked my eye like a motherfucking raccoon

Always speak my mind I deserve a fucking statue

Seen our people love you then they hate you when you got it

Lot of days I wake up, and want jump up on a rocket

And leave this motherfucker with my family and my posse

With my bitch and a whole lot of good exotic Icona Pop

I'm still in the hood, I'm a reverend with this

Hey, fuck the police, and who telling them shit

Be grateful, I know some niggas man, who never been lit

Them same niggas there, never gon' quit

I was you before, hoping Pimp C put me on a song in the studio

Hoping hoes take they thongs off for a Boosie flow

, yo

But Boosie still remain the realest nigga in the studio

People gotta stop being mad when a nigga blow

Can you stop talking 'bout my past and help Boosie grow?

Rocket man

This world makes me wanna fly away

Now I'm a rocket man

I need everybody to put they cups up and sang it with me

I got all these chains on me like a rocket man