Bam Mastro Idols Pt 2 Lyrics
Idols, Pt. 2 by Bam Mastro
Leave the fader (Leave the fader)
Leave the fader (Just leave the fader)
Leave the fader (Leave the fader)
Leave the fader (Just leave those faders)
Everybody wanna be a star
These days everybody wanna be a star
Tragedy, when they spoke to me
Try to ask me how I do it but all I speak is na na ni
'Coz I got no sympathy for all of your misery
I just compensate and listen to
Nicki's Itty Bitty Piggy verse like every week
People asked me "Why you never been to Lucy?"
I said "I don't party, I make party music, it's my duty"
Just like Nicki I need two seats for my booties
I don't need a "Yes, yes" from you just to prove me
Look up to these people now these people want to use me
Workin' so hard I might need some more You C
Learnt it from the stars, right from the start
All my idols show me very well the things that I desire
Sometimes when they sniffin' coke I wanna do the same thing
And I don't really give a damn what you might think
They ask me: "Who I listen to?"
I said you wouldn't understand and usually it's true
It's difficult when you got people dictatin' you
They don't even know all the things that I've been through
Sometimes it makes me blue
So I respect and adore all the idols who made it
Pavin' ways for the people who just trynna make it
Presentin' this philosophy, religion in itself
I guess we just wanna be the best of ourselves (Don't we all)
Don't we all?
I said don't we all?
Now everybody got their own feelings for their own idols
Trynna follow them trynna meet them just to take pictures
But me? I don't do that, not because I'm nervous
I'm just trynna make your idols my rivals
Now they blowin' up my phone, now they want me on their song
Makin' projects from one masterpiece to another one
It feels so fuckin' good when they all up in my cookie
But I ain't that easy, don't you dare call me a bookie
I guess when your name is Mastro you just have to be a master
Expensive taste of a designer, Jil Sander
He told everyone of you: "Leave the fader!"
I said "Fuck y'all haters!"
I said "Fuck y'all fakers!"
Leave the fader (Just leave the fader)
Leave the fader (Leave the fader)
Leave the fader (Just leave those faders)
Everybody wanna be a star
These days everybody wanna be a star
Tragedy, when they spoke to me
Try to ask me how I do it but all I speak is na na ni
'Coz I got no sympathy for all of your misery
I just compensate and listen to
Nicki's Itty Bitty Piggy verse like every week
People asked me "Why you never been to Lucy?"
I said "I don't party, I make party music, it's my duty"
Just like Nicki I need two seats for my booties
I don't need a "Yes, yes" from you just to prove me
Look up to these people now these people want to use me
Workin' so hard I might need some more You C
Learnt it from the stars, right from the start
All my idols show me very well the things that I desire
Sometimes when they sniffin' coke I wanna do the same thing
And I don't really give a damn what you might think
They ask me: "Who I listen to?"
I said you wouldn't understand and usually it's true
It's difficult when you got people dictatin' you
They don't even know all the things that I've been through
Sometimes it makes me blue
So I respect and adore all the idols who made it
Pavin' ways for the people who just trynna make it
Presentin' this philosophy, religion in itself
I guess we just wanna be the best of ourselves (Don't we all)
Don't we all?
I said don't we all?
Now everybody got their own feelings for their own idols
Trynna follow them trynna meet them just to take pictures
But me? I don't do that, not because I'm nervous
I'm just trynna make your idols my rivals
Now they blowin' up my phone, now they want me on their song
Makin' projects from one masterpiece to another one
It feels so fuckin' good when they all up in my cookie
But I ain't that easy, don't you dare call me a bookie
I guess when your name is Mastro you just have to be a master
Expensive taste of a designer, Jil Sander
He told everyone of you: "Leave the fader!"
I said "Fuck y'all haters!"
I said "Fuck y'all fakers!"