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1942 Leel - Neighbors to the Stars (feat. Roadrunner Costa) Lyrics



1942 Leel - Neighbors to the Stars (feat. Roadrunner Costa) Lyrics




I been pouring up the pint inside a pop
Niggas swearing that they gangsta forever they need to stop
I been takin' drugs just to numb the pain
Told my dog I'd never change put that on the gang
I'm pouring excellence out my body
I'm kickin' shit just like karate
Gotta be official to get by me
I take off straight just like a pilot
Yea I'm neighbors to the stars
Yea I'm closer to the moon
Yea I got it don't assume
That I ain't up all these bands I got drugs inside my living room
On that Usher shit riding around in the drop at 7 o'clock
On that Diddy shit I can't stop and I won't stop
Disappeared from the trap that's why they calling me Whodini
Came back with a bag that shit was gone before the evening
Swear I drunk too much Anejo my kidneys doom
And I just popped a Perc 30 took me to the moon
Swear I'm gon f*ck this bitch If I get her to the room
She wanna f*ck Costa too swear she don't have to choose
Drink Anejo like Luther Vandross its never too much
Little bitch wanna f*ck I drunk too much she outta luck
Momma say kick the cup but I can't give it up
She say it's gonna kill me but Imma live it up
Cause I'm living in the present f*ck the future or the past time
Hit the club put on a show like it's halftime
Young nigga balling from Michigan like the Fab Five
Kick that bitch out my section she give me bad vibes

I don't never stop til' it's all gone
Too much I'd done seen
It ain't much that I've been shown
My dawg pulled the skat pack out it went vroom
I'm bussing sells up at the room
Cuddie smoking opp pack so niggas dropping soon
I got codeine in my cup this ain't no regular drink
Unky professional he can whip up a ten before you blink
Imma top tier nigga I'm way out of your reach
I just swallowed an 8 ball can't understand when you speak
I'm neighbors with the stars
Im closer to the moon
Spent some bands just to walk I got on expensive shoes
Listening to Lauryn Hill while I'm whipping up the grams
Call me Culinary Costa working with them pots and pans
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I been pouring up the pint inside a pop
Niggas swearing that they gangsta forever they need to stop
I been takin' drugs just to numb the pain
Told my dog I'd never change put that on the gang
I'm pouring excellence out my body
I'm kickin' shit just like karate
Gotta be official to get by me
I take off straight just like a pilot
Yea I'm neighbors to the stars
Yea I'm closer to the moon
Yea I got it don't assume
That I ain't up all these bands I got drugs inside my living room
On that Usher shit riding around in the drop at 7 o'clock
On that Diddy shit I can't stop and I won't stop
Disappeared from the trap that's why they calling me Whodini
Came back with a bag that shit was gone before the evening
Swear I drunk too much Anejo my kidneys doom
And I just popped a Perc 30 took me to the moon
Swear I'm gon f*ck this bitch If I get her to the room
She wanna f*ck Costa too swear she don't have to choose
Drink Anejo like Luther Vandross its never too much
Little bitch wanna f*ck I drunk too much she outta luck
Momma say kick the cup but I can't give it up
She say it's gonna kill me but Imma live it up
Cause I'm living in the present f*ck the future or the past time
Hit the club put on a show like it's halftime
Young nigga balling from Michigan like the Fab Five
Kick that bitch out my section she give me bad vibes

I don't never stop til' it's all gone
Too much I'd done seen
It ain't much that I've been shown
My dawg pulled the skat pack out it went vroom
I'm bussing sells up at the room
Cuddie smoking opp pack so niggas dropping soon
I got codeine in my cup this ain't no regular drink
Unky professional he can whip up a ten before you blink
Imma top tier nigga I'm way out of your reach
I just swallowed an 8 ball can't understand when you speak
I'm neighbors with the stars
Im closer to the moon
Spent some bands just to walk I got on expensive shoes
Listening to Lauryn Hill while I'm whipping up the grams
Call me Culinary Costa working with them pots and pans
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Writer: Khaleel Harris
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Length: 2:00
Written by: Khaleel Harris
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