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Star
Hip-Hop/Rap
Star was released on May 29, 2026 by ATM as a part of the album Star - Single
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Release DateMay 29, 2026
LabelATM
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
WooMadeWops
WooMadeWops
Vocals
Daven Shuman
Daven Shuman
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Syncear Johnson
Syncear Johnson
Songwriter
Daven Shuman
Daven Shuman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SLAJIDI
SLAJIDI
Producer
Joe Daywalt
Joe Daywalt
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

About a year ago, I wouldn't think I'd be doin' this
At the show trippin, gettin' calls about a brick
I don't even wanna be around if you can't move a zip
If I'm down for too long, bet I hit the lick
Don't gotta rap about the plays, they know I'm movin' it
Like Kyrie, when it count I'm droppin' twenty-six
Can't make calls off your phone, 'cause it's a hit or miss
Let a **** try and run, I love to send a blitz
If I ain't text back, why you callin, take a hint
You not makin money, what you say ain't makin' sense
Been makin' real money, had to show my bro the flip
**** tried to get away flyin, we shot his crib
Brother said I'm to rich to kill, he gon' take the hit
I can't even sleep at the house, I got eighty bricks
Appreciate what I did **** and stop talkin' shit
You can't do what I do **** if we flip the switch
Thinkin' 'bout them days I was broke, it'll make me sick
Why reminisce about the past when we gettin' rich
Fourth quarter started down, for the team I took a hit
We going hard every game, we don't want the early pick
Baby grinding hard, she going for that BBL look
My bitch bad and boujee, want the whole damn Chanel book
Took her out to Turks, now this **** got his bitch took
Shoutout Joey, pass it to him, he sold a whole book
Aye, said I'm really gettin' high now
Baby wanna fuck, 'cause I'm really gettin' on
Movin' in this Chally, yeah I'm really gettin' gone
Said I'm higher than a
Yeah my weed is my cologne
Aye, I said kiss me through the phone
Baby whatchu want, I said whatchu really want, aye
Said I'm really at home
Listen to beats, I gotta rap another song
Aye, everyday I'm really really gettin' off
Gotta make all this pape, gotta make all these thousands
Aye, said the lawyer on the phone
He gotta get me off, 'cause I got caught with the chrome
Aye, I do it off the dome
Bitch really love me, she want me to write a song
But I can't do it for you though
Yeah I really love you, but I don't want no smoke
Aye, said exotic in my bowls
Really gettin' off, I got this money on my phone
Aye, baby whatchu know
I been on the road, I been really gone
Written by: Daven Shuman, Syncear Johnson
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