[Chorus]

I want the rockstar life

Make it in my small town, get in bar fights

I'm talking fake friends, sharp knives, paid sex, and ex-wives

I want the rockstar life

Make it in my small town, get in bar fights

I'm talking fake friends, sharp knives, paid sex, and ex-wives

[Verse 1]

I got everything but the dough

I want some medicine tripped into a roll

I wanna commit deadly sins and still get paid

Take those demons let 'em in and still get laid ha

I see rockstars heading where the shops are

Sell them, mix 'еm not hard, rarely there's somе popstars

Blood's been drippin from my nose, from my teeth, to my clothes fighting all these hoes amputated, hands thrown

Haters I hit 'em up with my uppercut

Never gave a fuck till giving someone not

They say more money more problems, I got 'em either way

Might as well take the problems and money, needless to say, politically incorrect, when I'm singing

Can't hold back what I said because my words are swinging

Everyday I want success more, I'm hungry for my sins I don't knock on doors I kick those motherfuckers in

[Chorus]

I want the rockstar life

Make it in my small town, get in bar fights

I'm talking fake friends, sharp knives, paid sex, and ex-wives

I want the rockstar life

Make it in my small town, get in bar fights

I'm talking fake friends, sharp knives, paid sex, and ex-wives

[Verse 2]

Fuck the suburban workin' life everyone lives

Nothing's burnin' in me, certainly I couldn't fit

I'm determined to burn the curtains and let 'em live

Show 'em what I got yea, bitch I'm that misfit

Buried punk rock, in my best cemetery

Now my pump shots, shootin lightly missionary

I wanna do some wild shit and walk away scott free

But not describe it because I don't have the memory

Wake up the next day and hustle the field

I'm a war and puff a shit, hungry for a meal

Hated as much as I'm loved, dated whenever I'm sure faded but still gettin' buzzed, basically I'm always judged

Fuck who chewed or I'll be damned if I get pushed, give my haters a burn so they don't look in the bush

And if they tested me sayin' I ain't got the rights, still, I'll knock a motherfucker out just like i'm nyquil

[Chorus]

I want the rockstar life

Make it in my small town, get in bar fights

I'm talking fake friends, sharp knives, paid sex, and ex-wives

I want the rockstar life

Make it in my small town, get in bar fights

I'm talking fake friends, sharp knives, paid sex, and ex-wives

I want the rockstar life

Fake friends, sharp knives

I want the rockstar life

Fake friends, sharp knives

[Outro]

Alright can, can we start drinking now?