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[Mopreme]It was a dope spot front yard, one on one strappinThat`s the way it was way before all the scrappinEarned my fuckin props from the G`s in the hoodPut in work, did some dirt, never snitched, never wouldRollin the fat Jaguars with my nigga P blowin upTime comin back sippin HenesseySeventeen years old and I felt like God mad richAnd I had my pick of any fine bitchAnd my family was known to be great, seen slightly moreRepresentin no matter who sets it onStreet power, why you niggaz flip and you thug shitI be bout my motherfuckin grip, nothin elsegets between me and mine, just remember thatDamn it`s a shame, but still I`m in the gameI`m tryin to get street fame[Chorus]"I`m a superstar..", "I`m a superstar..""I`m a superstar, made it by street fame""I`m a superstar..", "I`m a superstar..""I`m a superstar, made it by street fame"[Big Syke]Don`t blame my mama, don`t blame my daddyI know they wish they never had meIn and out of jail by twelve, failin out of schoolCause I was livin by the street rulesHangin with hogs, droppin dawgs as a little locI was gettin my respect but I was still brokeInto the game and expanded to the cocaineWent from double-ups, to slangin them whole thangsFocused on my mail name ringin like a bellAnd even with no proof they gonna put me in jail Everbody says he`s sold and I`m outta controlMotherfuckers gossip but I still roll (nigga)Bitches want my cash on my dash of my cockpitThey wouldn`t know a motherfucker if he didn`t have shitSo while I`m ballin and kickin up dust, get yo` skull crushedBitch-made niggaz know not to fuck with usCause I`m livin on the edge, I`m blastin leadWanted by the Feds, they got to take me deadSo fuck it drive a bucket in the inner cityIn the land of no pity, I made it by the street fame[Chorus] - 2X[The Rated R]I`m a super star, made it by street fameI had to make some people feel the pain, in this dirty gameI know I`m on my way to hellllAin`t no yellow bricked road for all the niggas that I done smokedThe hood done took me under, a nigga gots no heartDon`t get it twisted cause I`m there with my homey`s carI kill for my niggaz, my niggaz kill for meThat`s the love you get, from the drunk one, you put in work seeI`m a G with a gang of niggaz afterTryin to peal me, cause I smoked they homeyWhat comes around goes around is what makes it worseI smoke blunts all day to keep my mind off a hearseThey don`t stop stop til my casket drop dropLet me ride, but all I want, thou shalt not beef or dieAnd it don`t matter if I rap or playsCause I blow out back of some minds, fuck the fame[Chorus]".. made it by street fame"{*repeat to the end*}

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