Neighborhood Superstar Lyrics

I ain’t trying be a neighborhood superstar

I’m tryna make it somewhere bigger when I do these bars

They pretty stagnant

Wonder why they don’t know who we are

I be dancing round you niggas like it’s Juilliard

Need to retire

Nigga be my guest

Y’all shit is tired

Your studios a kingsize bed

They purchasing all the follow and likes and then the fans

I don’t hold water so I don’t give a damn

I think of these rappers cynically

Getting sick of their gimmickry

Rappers talking bout weak

That practice their own soliloquy

Attempting to beat me lyrically

L

Is what I’m give em oh

Well

I got the gift to go

Sell

The highest heavens to

Hell

Sick dog after vet to vet

They getting bad luck like they said Macbeth

Don’t want no rookies

All I want is veterans next

Got a squad there’s no I like I’m oedipus Rex

Summer right now

The visions are reminding me of

Tunnels right now

The bitches want the pipe like a

Funnel right now

I Elevate the minds like I’m

Russell right now

Last name king

Stop touching my crown

And these hometown rappers need to fuckin pipe down

Stupid fuck it’s my town

They don’t got no fans

Bro it’s all a scam

Cuz they all demand

That they want da man

I ain’t trying be a neighborhood superstar

I’m tryna make it somewhere bigger when I do these bars

They pretty stagnant

Wonder why they don’t know who we are

I be dancing round you niggas like it’s Juilliard

Need to retire

Nigga be my guest

Y’all shit is tired

Your studios a kingsize bed

They purchase all the follow and likes and then the fans

I don’t hold water so I don’t give a damn

Summer vacation

And I see the contrast

The way my city looks at me while making contact

Thinking oh because he’s somewhere else he thinks he all that

Now it seems like he moved on

Now he’s talking all crap

Cuz I did

Don’t be mad when I jaw Jack

It’s how it is

Don’t think for once that I’ll fall back in the biz

Just the way that that it goes

I was crushing on these hoes

Back at home that won’t even call back

On the kid

So I’m like forget it

Leave her

Got these women fuckin with me

I don’t really need her

Got a girl up in Phoenix every time I see her

She Got her hand on the head like I got a fever

They hating what I’m doing

Every aspect

But when they see me in public

I get my ass pecked

They don’t know me at all

You finna be fact checked

I’m not a felon or a drug dealer or a thug dude

College kid scholarships do what I must do

The sound sticks to the soul like a gumshoe

My satisfaction

Is turning your whole team

To the saddest faction

I’m on the hustle and grind

To get the loot

I make these rapper crash just like

I’m bandicoot

I’m seeing all these niggas just try

To steal the juice

The only way

These chickens fly

Is through the coop, nigga

I ain’t trying be a neighborhood superstar

I’m tryna make it somewhere bigger when I do these bars

They pretty stagnant

Wonder why they don’t know who we are

I be dancing round you niggas like it’s Juilliard

Need to retire

Nigga be my guest

Y’all shit is tired

Your studios a kingsize bed

They purchasing all the follow and likes and then the fans

I don’t hold water so I don’t give a damn