Lyrics

Keep saying nah, saying nah, saying nothing Sort it over time Playing up, playing my, playing mind games Blurring through the lines Will I find a way out? Alarms ringing, slowly dead I'ma be a superstar Riding in them fancy cars Flying high, sign autographs Gucci dripping off my clothes God bless my soul I'm on that stoop down, I'm weighin' up payin' up big To cover up, help Level line, triple nine, hunger for bling Throw out my old self Will I find a way out? No pressure, no pressure, I don't feel it now I'm sitting with leisure, never sweat it out Sanity falling quick I need some time to clear my mind Kicking up tantrums with me, myself and I I'ma be a superstar Riding in them fancy cars Flying high, sign autographs Gucci dripping off my clothes God bless my soul Sanity falling quick I need some time to clear my mind Kicking up tantrums in grocery stores, I'm out of line Over all of the hype Weighing down on my mind I'ma be a superstar Riding in them fancy cars Flying high, sign autographs Gucci dripping off my clothes God bless my soul I'ma be a superstar Riding in them fancy cars Flying high, sign autographs Gucci dripping off my clothes God bless my soul Superstar, superstar, superstar, yeah-yeah Superstar, fancy cars, superstar, yeah-yeah Superstar, superstar, yeah-yeah Gucci dripping off my clothes, superstar God blessed my soul, superstar, yeah-yeah I'ma be, I'ma be, a superstar, superstar I'ma be, I'ma be, yeah, a superstar, superstar I'ma be, I'ma be, yeah-yeah, a superstar, superstar Yeah-yeah, I'ma be, I'ma be, a superstar, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Writer(s): Sasha Mcleod Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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