Moon and the Stars Lyrics by prettifun
(pretti)
If I gave you the moon and the stars, would you stay?
I can’t even get into it, that *** odd anyway
Caught my heart like a ball, you just hoggin’ away
Huh, real *** back, get the *** out the way (pretti)
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 *** got tough (H-h—)
Last year, I was in love for money (H-h—), now I make too much
Huh, I’m grateful (Okay)
I ain’t been pickin’ up the phone ’cause my plate full (My plate full)
Deleted IG ’cause these niggas broke and hateful (Broke and hateful)
I don’t try to talk with these hoes, guess I just got pull (I just got pull)
This *** be awesome (Real awesome), I heard your new *** flopped (Yeah)
Know how that feel, that’s why YCDL ain’t drop (Yeah, yeah)
Wanted to quit this ***, but Ken said I can’t stop (Can’t stop)
“Huh, give it time, ***, you could have the game on lock” (Game on lock)
This *** comin’ from the soul, I feel like a god (God)
Been doin’ *** that you ain’t know, but I can’t talk (Can’t talk), and I won’t talk (Won’t talk)
Wearing Dior, Prada, and the Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent)
*** was gettin’ real, had to put my life on pause (Life on pause)
Don’t know how to deal with death, still miss my grandma (Grandma)
I was losin’ my mind, had to dye my hair blond (Hair blond)
Young ***, when you get your bread, please don’t spend it all (For real)
Be careful how you make your bed, it could all fall (Down)
I seen it (Down)
Niggas like pretti so much, they try to be him (On God)
Huh, be like me so much, wanna be my BM (Oh yeah, huh)
I don’t get how you niggas lustin’ off a DM
I been gettin’ *** all day for 20, it’s just me and twin (Pfft)
Guns in the house all day, don’t spray, please aim for the fence
Huh, your ***-ass hittin’ on girls, ***, what you doin’? (***-ass ***)
Same boy that clutched his pearls, when we seen him (***-ass ***, yeah)
Huh, big three, two, one, I’m *** up (Yeah, yeah)
*** ran with my style, that’s no diff’ (Yeah, yeah)
But you do this *** all wrong, need some coachin’ (Yeah, yeah)
And ain’t nobody know yo’ *** y’all promoting (Nah)
End of the day, gone tomorrow, I don’t trip on you niggas, sorry (Sorry)
Got a chip on my shoulder, that, that made me go way harder
No debate, I’m the ***’ GOAT, I don’t give a *** who the top is
I don’t got to try to be the topic, and I’m not takin’ no offense (No, no, no, no)
And niggas be showin’ fake tickets (No, no, no, no)
Just to get in the venue (Yeah)
Tell ’em to hold they breath (Yeah, what you droppin’?)
‘Bout to drop Pretti Loves U 2
Pretti Loves U 2 (2, 2, ooh)
Pretti Loves U 2 (2, 2, ooh)
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 *** odd anyway
Caught my heart like a ball, you just hoggin’ away
Huh, real *** back, get the *** out the w—
If I gave you the moon and the stars, would you stay?
I can’t even get into it, that *** odd anyway
Huh, real *** back, get the *** out the way
Huh, real *** back, get the *** out the w— (pretti, *** yourself)