All-Star

Mmm
Yeah, this joint sound devious.
Quá.
Yeah.
Haha, Yeah
Ay

Look, I Don't do no trapping man.
(Nah)
If I want my fix, I get it real quick,
Just pay shipping and handling.
Pay my lil' fee,
He pull up with the tree in that specialty packaging.
Stay out my business nigga,
That get hazardous.
Scared to chase all your dreams,
Bitch I'm just grabbin' it.
Hop on the beat and my cadence be ravenous.
Quá just be snapping man.

These niggas try hard to keep up,
It's embarrassing.
Big J, with some pressure,
I'm gassin' it.
Rnd on my chest,
I'm the management.
Might sound crazy on this beat cause I'm passionate.
Juke left, right,
Jump and I'm catching it.
Im not violent,
But I might have to smack a bitch.
Put some points on his head like Stojaković.
From the line, three point,
Ain't no trapping him.

Imma all-star,
Take me up off the bench.
Don't be trapping me up in a box,
I might have to climb the fence.
Imma all-star,
I do it with ease it don't make sense.
Rolling tree, that's my essence,
Then I gotta go and light them incense.

It's Crazy what a lil' work'll do.
Got my past popping up like a pimple.
They want this life,
Cause they think that it's simple.
Hella' shit weighing down on my mental.
I got too much lil' shit I done been through.
'Stead of hi,
Imma go head say toodaloo. (Bye!)
Can't talk to me,
I 'ont know you.
Niggas keep talking,
Imma show you. (Let's see!)

Catch me charging up in the corner,
Bout to super Saiyan like Goku.
(Hrghh!)
My account its not feeling good,
it's bout to turn green,
just like the Hulk do. (Smash!)
Catch me speaking with vocabulary excellence,
like I went to law school.
I just say that shit with some humbleness,
'cause I got flaws, just like the next dude.
(Truth!)

Imma all-star.
Yeah,
Imma all-star.



Credits
Writer(s): Jquan Pearson
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