I don’t wanna be a super star Just a star with a fast car Good weed don’t roll it up in no cigar Only paper that we burn That’s just how I learned Always in the cuf police gettin swerved Fake ass bitches getting curved Charges getting dropped Money growin, ain’t got no top No I just don’t stop Not until we on da top Lookin down on those who doubt it Now they know we bout it And we ain’t even trippin on it That just how we live Livin big Only got that good shit up at the crib Switch ya spin How ya been Get ya money up We keep grinding We don’t give a fuck Y’all Don’t see no work Y’all just call it luck Pickin up another ounce in my Benz truck We shoot for success not to be famous Me and Sidney grey they all tryna blame us But all the shit that we been through Ain’t just for nothin You stupid ignoramus Bitches try and play us We on let em Just finna fuckem in Da back of the tour bus Demi$ x $idney Grey