笨小笨Stars歌词由JID&Yasiin Bey演唱，出自专辑《The Forever Story (Extended Version)》，下面是《Stars》完整版歌词！
Stars歌词完整版
Stars (Clean) - JID/Yasiin Bey
Lyrics by：Destin Route/Yasiin Bey/Chester Hansen/Matthew Tavares/Alexander Sowinski/Eric Jones/John Welch/Taji Ausar
Composed by：Destin Route/Yasiin Bey/Chester Hansen/Matthew Tavares/Alexander Sowinski/Eric Jones/John Welch/Taji Ausar
Oh woah woah woah
Look uh
JID：
Baby girl have faith in a n***a without a job
And let a n***a stay at your place
Play it for your friends when I drop a mixtape
Both of us will win if I get a big break
Broke n***a d**k
Baby had a long day
Tryna get rich buy you Dolce
And Gabbana baby just be honest
Don't be tryna play me I'm an artist baby I'm an artist
Baby I'm an artist
And I'm sensitive about my ****
I been tryna make it on my grind I'm takin' what is mine
I'm racin' with the time
I been tryna make it at my hardest makin' it a promise
Chasin' with my heart in it
I just gotta make it to the stars a spaceship or a rocket
Paintin' I'm an artist
I'm just tryna make it as an artist
And I'm sensitive about my ****
I just gotta make it
Heavy way to hold the head and notice
Just a long and cold and scary
But I don't even feel a thing no more
I set my goals and I'm prepared
Look-look-look-look-look uh look uh
Everybody wanna come and hang with the stars
Pinky ring chain bling-bling and the cars
A hundred miles an hour on the way to Lee-R
You don't even believe in Jesus wearin' Christian Dior
You crazy on a Twitter who we need for PR
You out of control P-O-W-E-R
Went to the head and now you doin' bodily harm
On the meds and nobody wanna say
Because they scared to lose a gig
But yeah-yeah you wanna be JID kid
I used to wanna be Jay I used to wanna be Wayne
I used to wanna be Kanye and Andre 3K
And all my homegirls wanted to be Beyoncé
Can you pay my telephone bills
Woah **** I was just lookin' for a deal
Workin' so hard had to sharpen my skills
Work with my dawgs still sharpen my steel
Was still in apartments stealin' and starvin'
Fast-forward I'm in a buildin' with stars
And I got in Yatchy car he got stars in the ceilin'
Pause for a minute
Wait
Gotta know the difference in the stars and the gimmicks
Are you really in it for the arts or the image
Do you really live it in your heart and spirit
It's part of all you are and all you isn't
Heavy way to hold the head and notice
Trust your vision
Just a long and cold and scary
Trust your vision
But I don't even feel a thing no more
I set my goals and I'm prepared
And now a word from our ancestors
Man I I like these new slaves
Yasiin Bey：
Your chain hangin' bling swingin' back breakin'
But it's gleamin' problem posture double cup leanin'
Slide slouchin' tiger pimpin' dragon on swagger
VVS is very vertebrae snappin' lights flashin'
A manicure the premise concealin' the shattered spirit
Jinn snarin' out the paradox prism
The pilots that's the prison retail religion
Red carpet constriction freedom as the fiction
As n***a raised specific as race really existin'
Man get the bag you're trippin'
Go 'head partner hit this sip this
Wishlist hitlist top ten **** list ***** list
Chick list playmate playboy flip sides same coin big front
But no joy yuck oh boy hot girls cold heart
Taxman like the Taliban and ISIS
No relation to class of Osiris
Kissin' cousins 'til the climbin' gas prices kill a climate
Yikes sucker mean muggin' who the nicest
A promised death known is what they life is
They tap in they tap out like a tabloid typist
They touch too tiny to the titan YA-S-double I-N
Conquerin' lion out the liar seek the garden flee the fire
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