*Vers1 (Perx)

Avocado,,big A$$ battle

Big lime to the fake rhyme to the motto

Sick rhyme follow ,ex-girl keep swallowing it

Mid range to ma mid brain feel hollow

I,m a far gone chollo i,m a duffle bag lolo

Follow to the Street king to rep my ghetto

I raise up in the hood by pissin & crunkin

Put your double thumbs up, listen to your trunk

Hold on a city street,yeah know where I'm from

Slums full of tramps, full of eyes, full of icons

Hell where I run from , don't forget my body bag

How I get here ,followed smell of catchy stacks

Voom voom till I die,roll on the fast lane

Girls call me cool breezy I forget my last name

Summer time hustla ,so gone wasted

So fresh so good so damn priceless

Money on my mind but ma mind needs guidance

Violence license got to get on the finnest

O4L(Outlawz 4 life) ride to be A thrill, got to be a star lets gettin in nahh

*hook(Perx)

I can be a star, big big big beamin

I can be a star ,i can I can be a star yeahh

*vers2(Rizz)

The way you gettin what they wanna I'mma stunt on this haters, I can be a star,i'm takin it to the majors, hall of fame is headed for realla, I'm gettin paperz & killaz for skrillaz then track murdered in any cases, the way I give respect I should be close to royality, I put in the pot then cook till be boiling,Rock it up ,put it on the block ,shit is moving, trap star music & I got the fin's grooving,you're away on the norm could measure up like rulers, I'm organise,syndicate, crime ill be cruiser, livin like this is somthing I can't use that,grind all night , clocking out to the rooster, stay in underground BUZZ BUZZ like be high,take it to the top you only makin your knee high, bangin out now point 8 you're a 3/5 pointed to the Nortwest to the Middle East side

*outro

Aha..Mideasturn..Upleft..What you gonna do yeah..haha..my Homie Rizz..Perx..Hey you fam "B" I see you now, crazy $hit on this