Superstar

I wanna be a superstar

You ever wanted something so bad, you’d sacrifice your

Whole life for it

I wanna be a superstar

Take a walk in my crep

C’s up! (here we go)

I wanna be a superstar

Yeah, that’s the money the fame the paps the mags the

Cheques the cash but I don’t want the stress

I wanna be a superstar

To be the best of the best I’ma work til I’m dead

Wanna be a superstar nothing more nothing less

Dress to impress without trying look I got CD’s who’s

Buying

At 15 I wasn’t paid in full but I know I had pradas in

School, (I was flash)

Uniform with the fly jacket, rack sack to match it

Swagger I had it

Young and easy in front of the camera making all the

Pretty girls go mad

See the yearbook said I was most likely to be famous

Points proved now I can't live my life nameless

So I hit the studs

Started cutting tunes