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Dave drops a new track dubbed Starlight.

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[Chorus]
It’s hard to hate on the truth I’m livin’
Enough man hate with the lies instead
Countin’ cash with the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek on the private jet
Life or death, fire vibe, eyes, thighs, potential wifey
In the street, respected highly, in the street, protected

[Verse 1]
I do know my man, but I don’t trust him
Trust that Ps in the trap digustin’
Stick with the stick, PVA, PDA, kiss that in public
South London where I made my-
South London’s where I made my first hundred
Elastic bands, plastic bags, queuin’ the blue like cheese and onion
In Jamaica, quick vacation, travellin’ my past time
‘Nough pollution in the ends, I flew back Lyca, I wanna see star sign
Every train, skin tone, cinnamon, I think I found my princess
My imprint gonna still gonna impress
I know them man talk on the kid, but

[Chorus]
It’s hard to hate on the truth I’m livin’
Enough man hate with the lies instead
Countin’ cash with the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek on the private jet
Life or death, fire vibe, eyes, thighs, potential wifey
In the street, respected highly, in the street, protected

[Verse 2]
Any girl that I’m datin’ knows, bags that I buy come filled with fifties
She a ten out of ten on a bad day, public affection, I tell her, “Come kiss me”
I like mine obsessed, clingy
If she don’t miss me, miss me
If she don’t miss me, history
If she don’t miss me, it’s a mystery
G17 in the party, tipsy
Don’t drink, that’s risky
Focus, shells gonna land like Disney
I’ll put him down under, Sydney
That’s bae, I’ll donate both my kidneys
True love, what the kid needs
And a girl from the Westest Indies
I know them man talk talk and the kid but

[Verse]
It’s hard to hate on the truth I’m livin’
Enough man hate with the lies instead
Countin’ cash with the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek on the private jet
Life or death, fire vibe, eyes, thighs, potential wifey
In the street, respected highly, in the street, protected

[Verse 3]
In this world that I’m in, how you wanna take pics with the belts and the ring
But don’t open the gym, ‘nough girls datin’ there biggest haters
How her a boyfriend don’t want her to win, aight, rah
I want my girlfriend never wanna see me a good time out if she ain’t there
Fly me to the moon, let me get some space
Seein’ them stars on her private story, I dust that chick, she got no grace
See her ex man, she got no taste
Hip dip, she got no waist
Body snatched, servicin’ face
Hold my hand, personal trainer
Frequent flyer, bad, she tone and tan
Free my gang, O13’s and O2O’s
Oh God knows I miss my bros
I just got a call from jail on the phone and that might

[Chorus]
It’s hard to hate on the truth I’m livin’
Enough man hate with the lies instead
Countin’ cash with the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek on the private jet
Life or death, fire vibe, eyes, thighs, potential wifey
In the street, respected highly, in the street, protected