Why hello there

You could just refer to me as your Narrator for this project

I'm here to tell you about the terrible Misconception that has made about These two artists

YRB also known as the forgotten Artist, due a lack of consistency in Providing music for the fans they Started to believe that he wasn't cut Out for rap

Gamble also known as the wild card, An artist who was far too Spontaneous for comfort and could Never pin down one idea and stick With it, they also thought he too Wasn't cut out for rap

Well today I present you a collection Of seven tracks that will surely change Your mind and will remind you that These two gentlemen are born Superstars

Feel like I'm on Saturn

Level with the stars

They making different patterns

I see galaxies far out

I'm not a normal human

I'm made of different matter

They ask me where have you been

I'm nowhere on the planet Earth

My interest ain't in travelling Earth

I'd much rather in travel outer space First

Born Superstar I'm just one of the Two

It would be me if the choice me or You

I told my boy G7MBL3 let's go on Trip

He asked the location I point to the Sky

Then we elevate like we in a rocket Ship

I don't need to believe cuz I know I Can fly

Born Superstars the way me and bro Shine

Everyday we working like we Running out of time

They tried to downplay us, said that We've been left behind

When really we about to lap they ass We more than fine

Blue notes all I see falling before my Very eyes

Palm trees what I'm smoking never Fails to get me high

And get me in that zone yeah

Get me into album mode

Just wanna shine on all you **** Stuck on the dark side

I just wanna shine how a star shine

I just wanna be up there at the top all Alone in a place that I call mine

And I been watching all you rappers Struggle, you **** been having a Hard time

Tryna climb up the ladder but I gotta Rocket ship

Gotta make sure they ain't topping This

So far in the distant space, I'm bouta Run outta oxygen

I ain't got no other options

If you can't tell that im locked in

You must be outta yo fuckin mind Next stop, top ten. All time

To all of the people that's counting Me… out

Ima make 'em all believe it

Ima make 'em all believe it. yeah yeah Yeah yeah

To all of the people that's counting me… out

Ima make 'em all believe it

Ima make 'em all see that we some We some

Born Superstars the way me and bro Shine

Everyday we working like we Running out of time

They tried to downplay us, said that We've been left behind

When really we about to lap they ass We more than fine

Blue notes all I see falling before my Very eyes

Palm trees what I'm smoking never Fails to get me high

And get me in that zone yeah

Get me into album mode