[Hook: Rockwell] x2
Feel like a shooting star
And I don't want to fight it
It's a party in my honor
Every haters been invited
Yep yep you know who you are
You know who you are
Yep yep you know who you are
You know who you are

[Verse: Rockwell]
Feel like a shooting star
And I don't wanna fight it
It's a party in my honor
Every hater's been invited
Yep yep you know who you are
So don't get so excited
Cuz my public persona
Not as violent as my private
Cousin Marquise and Henry
Say Jealous One's Envy
And keep the real on me
Whether automatic or semi
Family Affair my people
Keep it a hunna' fifty
They don't care where we're going
All they know is they're riding with me
Rocky Knuckles who is it
The illest in the city
All my women down to earth
And my music is high sadity
Are you riding or not
You need to decide it quickly
Cuz I'm on the road to riches
And traffic is hella' sticky

[Hook] x2

[Verse]
Never had a problem with the fakers or the phonies
We don't have bad blood cuz they pay me what they owe me
To my homie B-Trotta how could I forget about ya'
Hagan to my Corleone wouldn't make a move without ya'
Back to getting my stock up
Cuz who would want to stop us
Tell the haters that we love em'
And we pray that they're doing proper
Cuz we're making a lotta'
Records to tear the block up
Making a pretty cake
And then skating on Betty Crocker
Try not to be a liar
Music that makes you higher
Someone you should admire
Put your hand in the fire
Ambition of a fighter
Could you get any righter
If you're ready to spark a revolution
I've got a lighter feel like a

[Hook] x2