Moon and the Stars (Explicit) - prettifun
Lyrics by：Michael-Raymond Taylor
Composed by：Michael-Raymond Taylor
Produced by：prettifun
Pretti
If I gave you the moon and the stars would you stay?
I can't even get into it that shit odd anyway
Caught my heart like a ball you just hoggin' away
Huh real nigga back get the bullshit out the way
Is she really your wife or she there for her pay cut?
Niggas' girls like my story hm I can't say much
Only the bros was there for me when this shit got tough
Last year I was in love for money now I make too much
Huh I'm grateful
I ain't been pickin' up the phone 'cause my plate full
Deleted IG 'cause these niggas broke and hateful
I don't try to talk with these hoes guess I just got pull
This shit be awesome I heard your new shit flopped
Know how that feel that's why YCDL ain't drop
Wanted to quit this shit but Ken said I can't stop
Huh give it time nigga you could have the game on lock
This shit comin' from the soul I feel like a God
Been doin' shit that you ain't know
But I can't talk and I won't talk
Wearing Dior Prada and the Saint Laurent
Shit was gettin' real had to put my life on pause
Don't know how to deal with death still miss my grandma
I was losin' my mind had to dye my hair blond
Young nigga when you get your bread please don't spend it all
Be careful how you make your bed it could all fall
I seen it
Niggas like pretti so much they try to be him
Huh be like me so much wanna be my BM
I don't get how you niggas lustin' off a DM
I been gettin' high all day for 20 it's just me and twin
Guns in the house all day don't spray please aim for the fence
Huh your bitch-ass hittin' on girls nigga what you doin'?
Same boy that clutched his pearls when we seen him
Huh big three two one I'm high up
Nigga ran with my style that's no diff'
But you do this shit all wrong need some coachin'
And ain't nobody know yo' shit y'all promoting
End of the day gone tomorrow I don't trip on you niggas sorry
Got a chip on my shoulder
That that made me go way harder
No debate I'm the fuckin' GOAT
I don't give a fuck who the top is
I don't got to try to be the topic
And I'm not takin' no offense
And niggas be showin' fake tickets
Just to get in the venue
Tell 'em to hold they breath
'Bout to drop Pretti Loves U 2
Pretti Loves U 2
Pretti Loves U 2
Pretti Loves U 2 huh Pretti Loves U 2 yeah
If I gave you the moon and the stars would you stay?
I can't even get into it that shit odd anyway
Caught my heart like a ball you just hoggin' away
Huh real nigga back get the bullshit out the wo
If I gave you the moon and the stars would you stay?
I can't even get into it that shit odd anyway
Huh real nigga back get the bullshit out the way
Huh real nigga back get the bullshit out the wo
Pretti kill yourself
