Been a Star
Dijah SB
Catch me cruisin' on the 401 in the beamer
First wire to my bank account, I couldn't believe it
Mad that 'cause I'm always moving loose with the Visa
I mean, you'd live it single too if you was Kahdijah
Hothead, but I still could keep it cool as a freezer
Sowing seeds, I'm just interested in moving the needle
Fuck the fame, I'm just interested in moving the people
You would understand if you was a leader
Nigga, they try to muddy my journey like I ain't been consistent
I made it this far by releasing all of my inhibition
The sky is the limit
Fuck it, I'ma find me a pilot that knows how to fly past all the critics
If I said it, I said it, and said it, and meant it, so fuck the linguistics
Had to step into this rap shit 'cause something was missing
Found some contacts, now niggas gon' fuck with the vision
Before all this, a nigga was living
'Cause, yo
Your homie been a star
Way before the billboards and the bigger cars
Way before they started calling hitta sick
I was on the Gardiner, I was on the strip
Before all the singles, before all the lights
I knew it would happen and it all aligned
I knew it would happen and it all aligned
Before the bigger cars
Your homie been a star
I been a star since I was riding three-wheeled bikes
Yeah, Dij been nice
Took a while to see these nights
And be that star
Tape after tape, I spit 'em out like VCRs
Numbers were tight, but look at me, I beat these odds
Afraid of my type, I guess that's why they keep me far
Away from the light, they tryna fight to keep me dark
But I'll be alright, I follow steps like DDR
I'm keeping it tight, so best believe in the hype
And I keep it a hundred stacks
You'd think I spun records on the deck the way I run it back
My girl love them tree, she hit that shit just like a lumberjack
They tell me be cautious with my money, where's the fun in that?
I know it keep coming back
I done fell in love with rap
Toxic situation 'cause the industry's so fucking whack
I'm still never dated, understand that there's some luck in that
Your homie been a star
Way before the billboards and the bigger cars
Way before they started calling hitta sick
I was on the Gardiner, I was on the strip
Before all the singles, before all the lights
I knew it would happen and it all aligned
I knew it would happen and it all aligned
Before the bigger cars
Your homie been a star