[Lyric] Starz In My Ceiling (TZB & CUTTHROAT Musik)

[Produced by Meed Beatz]

[Chorus: TZB]
Everything but paper never getting my attention 
Niggas pay the same way, but what’s different is the difference 
I need money in the grave, so I gotta make a killing
Saving for a rainy day, but want stars in my ceiling 
Raise the roof
I want stars in my ceiling 
Raise the roof
I want stars in my ceiling
Raise the roof
I want stars in my ceiling
Raise the roof
I want stars in my ceiling

[Verse: TZB]
I been milking many cash cows, Tity Boi, big amount
If she butter up to me, Ima clarify that
White gold pouring out, had to paddle in a drought
Bright stones, no clouds, ain’t a shadow of a doubt
Don’t know what I’m about (Fuck-nigga), find out
I ran game ‘fore them niggas sang ‘Walk It Out’
How many ways can we make into God’s housе?
It’s the same fate, but a nigga taking othеr routes
Bitch, I got that hot shit, discharged round
If Glocks talked, they would sound like how I sound
I got her tonic and gin for her cottonmouth 
She the underground slave bae don’t know about
All aboard on the train, next stop
Anywhere in the world that ain’t on a map
In my life, I mighta spent eight-hundred thou 
I been hated by the lames eight summers now
It’s like misery, broke boy
Spirit of Ecstasy, Rolls Royce
Fuck possibility, ain’t got a choice
I wanna see galaxies when I’m on a voyage
[Chorus: TZB]
Everything but paper never getting my attention 
Niggas pay the same way, but what’s different is the difference 
I need money in the grave, so I gotta make a killing
Saving for a rainy day, but want stars in my ceiling 
Raise the roof
I want stars in my ceiling 
Raise the roof
I want stars in my ceiling
Raise the roof
I want stars in my ceiling
Raise the roof
I want stars in my ceiling

[Verse 2: CUTTHROAT]
I want stars in the ceiling, I'm trying to make a million
Bad lil bitch, I think she Brazilian
CUTTHROAT Musik, everything brilliant, everything resilient 
Why would they try him?
Bitch, I been swangin’ through your block with the iron 
I ain't even trippin’, I'm just big pimpin’ 
Flexin’, finnesin’, why would I stress it? 
All about the Benjamins, I'm all about the Benjamins
Yeah, but they know the way I'm rockin’ 
Milly Rockin’ when I get the check, them haters watchin’ 
Ayy, they on the motherfuckin’ sideline 
I think they mad, why, because it's my time 
Yeah, you a bitch, yo dad a bitch too 
Bitch, I'm a big dawg, homie, I'm a pit bull 
Tryna to go worldwide like I'm Pitbull
Y’all niggas hating on me, you a bitch foo 
Yeah, I'm ballin’ on these boys like I'm 6' 2"
Lean got you movin’ slow like you 62 
Meanwhile, I'm drinking water, eating veggies too
Rappin’ hard and fuckin’ bitches, ain't shit to do
[Chorus: TZB]
Everything but paper never getting my attention 
Niggas pay the same way, but what’s different is the difference 
I need money in the grave, so I gotta make a killing
Saving for a rainy day, but want stars in my ceiling 
Raise the roof
I want stars in my ceiling 
Raise the roof
I want stars in my ceiling
Raise the roof
I want stars in my ceiling
Raise the roof
I want stars in my ceiling