[Intro]
(Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus: Future]
Everybody wanna be a superstar
Get a lot of money, drive fancy cars
Everybody wanna be a superstar
Get a lot of money, might not see tomorrow
Everybody wanna be a superstar
Get a lot of money, fuck fancy broads
Everybody wanna be a superstar
Get a lot of money, drive fancy cars

[Verse 1: Future]
Stickin' to the models, yeah
Drinkin' out the bottle, yeah
What have you done to deserve this?
You gon' have to keep a gun if it's dirty
Spend a mansion on a car and park it in the slum
Got diamonds on me, got a Glock, holdin' thirty drum
We buss a check up down the middlе, nine figures
I packed thе hood out on the jet when I first came up
Money brought pain before the fame, I was painless
Shit ain't the same, you get more money, it get more dangerous
It could be a motive when you litty and you famous
Fuck on her few times, still feel like she a stranger
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