Source Act - New Rockstars lyrics

[Verse 1: NYX] I see people ask what its like to be famous I ask what it takes to get there, no split hairs I do care - vision impaired For the dream to get there Blurred eyes, tunnel vision til I hear yea NYX in the spotlight, check 1, 2 Got a little ego in me, how bout you? Don't be modest - gotta have it to make it (Now we made it) (Now we're motherf**ing famous!) Got bottles on bottles and everyone taking tons of shots & the models ain't hostile we moving paper in blocks You make it rain we make it storm every time she make it drop Hundred dollar bills and that fine snow to show we rock like a (Rockstar) Grab a fan, throw em on stage to dance Jump down, crowd surf, you'll swear the show never ends Still rapping and flowing like theres no way to quit Then we get turnt, pa** out, wake up and do it again Cuz it never ends, getting caught up in that cycle Of relevance, there ain't a drug near as hyped up So take it in, you'll swear you never felt as high So evident, cuz I know I'd do it all to feel like a [Chorus: All] Rockstar, with a drug addiction problem Never loving b**hes proper Only party with the - Hot broads In 1 of 40 cars Up in my garage Swaving out to Hov Rockstar, with a drug addiction problem Never loving b**hes proper Only party with the - Hot broads In 1 of 40 cars Up in my garage Swaving out to Crow/Joule/Source Act [Verse 2: Crow] I'm a rockstar, I just want a fast car Visit a bar - and steal tips from the gla** jar Smoke a cigar, made of only black tar Get put into a cell, 2 seconds cracked bars I'm behind on crack and bars On some hard sh** I ran outta coke, so your blood I'll do with I'll squeeze you dry, and drink it out of a red cup Keep whats left, sell it to your mom for 10 bucks! I need a sponsor, but everyone thinks that I'm a monster Put a hot babe on the stage and pull her tonsils during the concert I'm not rolling, I'm just hyped up on some rocks Thats why I'm a rockstar! Cuz I use that sh** a lot! I'm such an a**hole, I'll k** the doctor that saved me Go to the nursery, and eat the newborn babies! You think I'm f**ing crazy, you just don't understand The hourgla** of your life, b**h, I CONTROL THE SAND! [Chorus] [Bridge: Joule] Growing up they said I wasn't good enough But now I'm standing here surrounded by the crowd You said would never listen, but here I am And here they are cheering me on as I make my mark [Verse 3: Erev] The industry is changing, new artists we are praising Taking samples of songs, and then we rearrange them Our verses you are saying, replaying, on your phone Constantly or daily, it'll never seems to phase me It's crazy how we all started in the basement Now we booking shows and performing on stages Live out in Vegas, hypnotizing phrases With a little 808 kick drum and ba** hit The basics, laced with dope rhymes and crazed hits Save this, press the bu*ton add it to your playlist We the rockstars of this new generation Don't play guitars but we still get crazed fans It's kinda funny how it all seem to change All the old ways gone, man, welcome to the new day We fighting to the top, just like dogs Concealed in deep fog, what would kids really long for to be a [Chorus]