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 tried 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 the numbers I made I feed it like an animal Popped off, full of all this love (I don't wanna) Girl, go, though it won't take much (I don't 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 --- Rockstar - BoyWithUke