Song Title : Popstar Status
Music Production and Composition : Duava
Lyrics and Melody Writing: Duava, The LJ and Costa
Song Recording: Duava, The LJ and Costa at The Cave Recording Studios
Video Direction: Victor Dysayon
Video Production: Victor Dysayon
I seen a lotta things that I can’t forget
I been scarred for life
You wanna be part of the gang
But you weren’t apart of the come up
Get outta my sight
My brother LJ keep a blicky
Turn your head to a Turkish delight
We went through the darkness to get to the light
Sometimes you gotta kill to survive
Everything real on my body ain’t none of this fake
Made this money myself
Boy I’m the king of Colombo
Just look at my numbers I’m building my wealth
Yeah I’ll put your baby in designer clothing
She’ll link you up wearing my belt
All of you haters I’ll send you to hell
YVMG the label I’m always gon yell
I got that popstar status
Ain’t none of our ops gon catch us
I’m rocking Balenciaga and Dolce Gabanna
You rocking them Sketchers
Yeah I got my pops living better
I got Life of Bad News on my sweater
You cannot copy us
Ottawa to Atlanta we making y’all jealous
Can’t believe I popped off
Now I’m getting paper like a doctor
Everybody drank get topped off
The kicks that I rock never knock off
You won’t ever get my chain or my watch off
Baby I’m really in front of you
I’m a real life popstar
Just take it all and get dropped off
You won’t catch me alone
Be careful around me or you might take one to the dome
All I need is a phone
Yeah we could be in Paris or Rome
It don’t matter I’m posted up with all my bros
I got cambos and filipinos my brother mauritian
Diss you in creole
When I’m in Sri Lanka I sit on a throne
You can never clone me
Y’all watching Gangsta movies just to get inspired
Man you love to embellish
YVMG its all for my bredren
Send out some shots imma teach ya’ll a lesson
And the 9 millimeter was my first investment
Now when I got a problem you know I address it
Turn you to veggies the coffin the dressing
Ahhhh spending money what a blessing
Way before music boy I was still a hustler I’m serving the customers
These people don’t love you they all want your money
These VVS stones boy I gotta stay flooded
I pull Colombo they know that we stuntin
Boy i see how you move I can see all the frontin
Do for my self so this really ain’t nothing
That exotic gas boy you know I be puffing
I do what i want when I want and I love it
Pull out a calculator making too much money we gon count it later
Bulletproof the whip, shooters on lock they waiting
So don’t try make a move that ain’t advantageous
Yea I’m levitating all these drugs boy I’m off of the planet
Boy i whup your ass in a whole different language
I feel like my pops when he talking in creole
Vin la mo pou casse to la tête
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I got that popstar status
Ain’t none of our ops gon catch us
I’m rocking Balenciaga and Dolce Gabanna
You rocking them Sketchers
Yeah I got my pops living better
I got Life of Bad News on my sweater
You cannot copy us
Ottawa to Atlanta we making y’all jealous
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