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Star Season Video (MV)




Performed By: throwaway
Language: English
Length: 1:40
Written by: Connor Popplewell




throwaway - Star Season Lyrics
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This shit kinda hard
This shit kinda hard
Scars on my face and it adds personality
I did that shit cause of spite and some jealousy
She in my head but it ain't telepathically
We going in flames
Yeah we gonna die tragically
You hate me and I see it in your eyes
I grabbed all my feelings I covered in ice
I don't want your attention I don't want your time
You say you are sorry but that don't suffice
Don't tell me that our pockets are not different
I swear to god that these bitches don't listen
Put on my glasses so you see my vision
I cannot think straight while I'm on these prescriptions
Sending my prayers to god I'm feeling privileged
But I'm still not happy with the cards i was given
I stand behind my bars like this shit is prison
If I get money don't look at me different
Don't wanna let nobody get the drop on me
I'm planning my moves like this shits monopoly
Your chain turning green I don't think that shits quality
Your lost if you hate me just cause of my honesty
You won't get away with this
Get away with this
I got one goal in life and that's to get rich
We gon get rich
Scars on my face and it adds personality
I did that shit cause of spite and some jealousy
She in my head but it ain't telepathically
We going in flames
Yeah we gonna die tragically
You hate me and I see it in your eyes
I grabbed all my feelings I covered in ice
I don't want your attention I don't want your time
You say you are sorry but that don't suffice
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English

This shit kinda hard
This shit kinda hard
Scars on my face and it adds personality
I did that shit cause of spite and some jealousy
She in my head but it ain't telepathically
We going in flames
Yeah we gonna die tragically
You hate me and I see it in your eyes
I grabbed all my feelings I covered in ice
I don't want your attention I don't want your time
You say you are sorry but that don't suffice
Don't tell me that our pockets are not different
I swear to god that these bitches don't listen
Put on my glasses so you see my vision
I cannot think straight while I'm on these prescriptions
Sending my prayers to god I'm feeling privileged
But I'm still not happy with the cards i was given
I stand behind my bars like this shit is prison
If I get money don't look at me different
Don't wanna let nobody get the drop on me
I'm planning my moves like this shits monopoly
Your chain turning green I don't think that shits quality
Your lost if you hate me just cause of my honesty
You won't get away with this
Get away with this
I got one goal in life and that's to get rich
We gon get rich
Scars on my face and it adds personality
I did that shit cause of spite and some jealousy
She in my head but it ain't telepathically
We going in flames
Yeah we gonna die tragically
You hate me and I see it in your eyes
I grabbed all my feelings I covered in ice
I don't want your attention I don't want your time
You say you are sorry but that don't suffice
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Writer: Connor Popplewell
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