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 fucking 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
Fuck your homie who be getting 30
You wake up at 8 30 so what so do
School kids?
Fucking sneak bitches that is stupid business
If you tried to fuck with my bitch 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 fucking 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 drugs
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 embarrassed you so why dont you give up on the fucking lawsuit
Chorus
I said bitch why dont you give up
On the fucking lawsuit
On the fucking 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 pussy bitch who thinks hes the shit
Throwing shade at drake underneath your shades there are eyes that are too calm to kill so how about you leo strutt the fuck out everyones way bitch
Chorus