Intro Superstar

Here's a toast to living my life like a superstar Party all through the night just like a rock star Girl, when we make love it's like a porn star And whenever I ball, bitch, I'm an all-star I'm a superstar, superstar, superstar I'm a superstar, superstar, superstar I'm on my stairway to Heaven, dear heavenly Father God had on no Gucci, guessing cause Devil wears Prada You know? don't let my bitch get money I know you want get it, still you can't take nothing from me A nigga living comfy, hoes imported from London Half white, half good loving,? packages shipped to the Runners ? he be straight from Cuba, life is a mo'fucker Until you finally fuck her, found out you shouldn'ta trust her The lifestyle of a hustler, blow money fast, fuck 'em Throw it up in the air, make it all back before sun up Every bitch is a come up, no matter who you are Here's a toast to the trap stars, biatch I'm on my stairway to Heaven, dear heavenly Father The devil told me not even Heaven's better than stardom Got 'em fucking applauding, had me fooled for a moment Like so many others, them cameras done turned into photos I seem them flashing lights, but really what's the fucking motive? Been motivated all my life, couldn't wait for this moment Big house out by the water, maybe I came with the chauffeur Now I said? like twelve summers We straight from the Bahamas, got me spending like? These boys? go somewhere where we got options But once I get there, I start to notice my biggest problem How am I so alone when I'm so surrounded? Still on my stairway to Heaven, dear heavenly Father This devil wore a blue dress: Angelina, Madonna Fame monster, no relation to Gaga Bitch got a lot of problems, money ain't one of 'em, promise Graduated with honors, she don't drink, she don't light up We're heavy on that powder, now every night is young Red murcileago, who the fuck gon' stop her? She's been racing towards an early grave, and guess who's the driver (Fame) She thought she'd live forever Like so many stars whose souls we captured on cameras I need my privacy, said it? Here's a toast to living my life, man