Hook Im a star of the hour I carve through towers Come on willam Show me these gang powers Verse 1: You talk and walk like A gangster but your shocking When you got a fake chain And fake rings f**ing 50 Was right He done did things you Never done so Why even say you got guns Why deal weed 50 would Make you bleed Failure of making the throne Not because of your skin tone william Not because of your skin tone william Your lyrics are less valuable than the black market How about i harvest your heartless lyrics f** your homie who be getting 30 You wake up at 8 30 so what so do School kids? f**ing sneak b**hes that is stupid business If you tried to f** with my b**h i would murder you no witness a bat My knife, 13 inches all the way down your throat and i would skin you like a f**ing goat
Im a star of the hour I carve through towers Come on willam Show me these gang powers I knew people out on the streets who deals d** You did but you got caught Just what i expect from a chump Like you your overweight and That doesn't help your situation 50 cent went to your moms She embarra**ed you so why dont you give up on the f**ing lawsuit Chorus I said b**h why dont you give up On the f**ing lawsuit On the f**ing lawsuit I dont need your black market music I smack you in the face with my bat bag you up like a bunch of rats throw you in My trux cause i dont give a fux Yall a p**y b**h who thinks hes the sh** Throwing shade at drake underneath your shades there are eyes that are too calm to k** so how about you leo strutt the f** out everyones way b**h Chorus