Rockstar

It suits me when I'm lied to
It suits me to be the same as always
Whatever they invent suits me, yeah
It fits well

It suits me when I'm lied to
It suits me to be the same as always
I'm fine with whatever they invent
It suits me, yeah, yeah, yeah

Mommy, come on, hold my hand, feel the warmth of how everyone looks at us
That if at least you are by my side it becomes easier for me to face that life
These whites now want to kill us because they can't stand seeing us so high up
Me fronting, telling what I live without having to start telling lies, eh, yeh

And now I live in the mansion
A few blocks from my avenue
I can almost see her from the balcony
While I'm burning shit

Who do I think I am?
The best, at least these days
Every league has its Jordan and it's obvious that I'm the one from mine

I'm not serious, Lombard boy, sympathy
Italian League, Serie A, Niño Icardi, good life
How are they going to bring me down? I was born on top
How can they demote me? I own the league

Fuck your feelings, I'm a rockstar
I feel like a rockstar
I fuck bitches like a rockstar
I take pills like a rockstar

Fuck your feelings, I'm a rockstar
I feel like a rockstar
I fuck bitches like a rockstar
I take pills like a rockstar

Rockstar
Baby, I'm a rockstar
Baby, I'm a rockstar, yeh, yeh
I'm a rockstar, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah