Chrxs - Stars Heavy Lyrics

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It's CHRXS!
Alright,
This life shit weighing on me, I've been pushing back, been running up a bag, I don't got time
To argue this and that
These young niggas swearing they in love, but they bitches rats, I swear that if I ever
Give my heart, I'm finna get it back
Give a goofy nigga five, then I'ma need it back
Fear got a hoodie on while I beat her back
Double G's on my waist, I'm putting belt to ass, and I always keep a bag on my back like
I'm attending class
Thirteen shots in my hand, but got seven mags
They hear my shit and ask me where the hook like I'm catching bass
Niggas yelling out, it's CHRXS when I'm driving passed
They see it from the back, swear they should put that shit on the flag
I ain't never been the type to brag, but my bitch got some ass with no stomach fat
You broke and laying on the couch, go have fun with that
This nigga chasing all the hoes, he better chase a bag
Five hundred on my shirt, bro, that's half a G
Take five songs, drop a EP, bro that's half a Jeep
Was throwing shots since high school, who did track with me
She gave her pussy up the first night, that ass was free
I ain't never pack no lunch, I was packing heat
Niggas never want no smoke unless, I'm passing breeze
Hit a bitch in the car, we done trashed the seats
You want a feature, make sure that shit hard if I let you speak
I had to stop buying new J's, I just bought a house
Then scooped a couple TVs, new bed, and bought a couch
Balenciaga's big as hell, I can't feel the ground
I told my bitch I bust too many times, I can't feel her mouth
This game of life is full of ups and downs
But when you down, you better pick yourself back up before you down and out
I remember hitting parties every week, we was wilding out
I'm on the bench, can't even hit a bitch no more like I fouled out
C-H-R-X-S, all uppercase
Lately I've been writing songs, making plays, straight puffing vapes
Big shit I'm doing, you could never tell, I got a poker face
I'll never tag my bitch in anything, I can't post her face
It's only me that's finna look at her
In seven months, I'll have a kid I gotta look after
It's hard work behind the scenes, but I just look happy
I put a suit and tie with J's, she say I look snazzy
Put two and two together, nigga, I just built family
Ain't even talked to none of my dawgs, made them bark heavy
For real, I got a soft heart, but I be hard-headed
I ain't been active on my phone, but my charge ready
I'm trying to hold myself together, baby, stars heavy
Trying to hold myself together, baby, stars heavy