[Chorus: Shy Glizzy] Yesterday I was standin' on the block We went through, a couple niggas got shot We got away, had to hit it on the cops Now today I'm a motherfuckin' star Yesterday I was standin' on the block We went through, a couple niggas got shot We got away, had to hit it on the cops Now today I'm a motherfucking star I'm a star, I'm a star, I'm a star I'm a star, I'm a motherfuckin' star I'm a star, I'm a star, I'm a star I'm a star, I'm a motherfucking star
[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy] Glizzy Glizzy, I'm a motherfuckin' star Ridin 'round with that fucking AR Praying I don't have to pull this bitch apart And send a bastard right to his fucking pa What you write? Bitch it's Glizzy gang over every God damn gang Hey flow! Say he got the flame We gonna go blow out his brains Perfect aim! I'm convinced, don't need no God damn range Menace to Society, I feel just like God damn Kane!
[Verse 2: Flow] Holy shit, ran in the mix and almost pop my chain I get higher than a staircase, rob a nigga bare face If I ain't got my pistol, bitch, I gotta use my shank You can send me to Angola, I would do my time with Frank Like Glizzy said, free the gang, yep, all my niggas crooks Trying to beat the case myself I'm still gonna put some on your books And buy all ya niggas Js, some retro number ones Swap kicks under the table in the visitation room Real nigga though, play pussy get fucked like a gigolo All my niggas locked up long, snitch niggas pop at home We got that audio dope, bitch take it or leave it Fuck taxin' on bricks, bitch, we're taxin' on features
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy] Yesterday I was standin' on the block We went through, a couple niggas got shot We got away, had to hit it on the cops Now today I'm a motherfuckin' star Yesterday I was standin' on the block We went through, a couple niggas got shot We got away, had to hit it on the cops Now today I'm a motherfucking star I'm a star, I'm a star, I'm a star I'm a star, I'm a motherfuckin' star I'm a star, I'm a star, I'm a star I'm a star, I'm a motherfucking star
[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda] Yes, I am a star, I said I am a star Pull up in the hood in my new car and they in awe Standing near the stove, bout to whip me up a brick That's why I whip it, whip it, whip it 'til I whip another whip! Glizzy gang and L.A.T, we do this for the streets Same clothes for five days, I've been hustling all week Have a thing for 12-5, 25 for the whole book Full pot sitting under fire, that's how the stove look Hit it with the fork, can I hit it with the .44? And I hit it with the soda, watch me come back with a porsche Youngest on the porch and they're looking for the narcs I get money and I'm gone, definition of a boss
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy] Young Jefe Yesterday I was standin' on the block We went through, a couple niggas got shot We got away, had to hit it on the cops Now today I'm a motherfuckin' star Yesterday I was standin' on the block We went through, a couple niggas got shot We got away, had to hit it on the cops Now today I'm a motherfucking star I'm a star, I'm a star, I'm a star I'm a star, I'm a motherfuckin' star I'm a star, I'm a star, I'm a star I'm a star, I'm a motherfucking starTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.