Tyrone Briggs

Tyrone Briggs - Superstar lyrics

rate me

Maybe it’s my fault

Maybe I let you to believe it was easy when it wasn’t

Maybe I made you think my eye like started at the free dough ..and not in the jail

Maybe I made you think that every shot I took was a game winner

That my game was built on the flash and not fire

Maybe it’s my fault you didn’t see the failure you gave me me strength

That my pain was not motivation

Maybe I let you to believe that for ..was a guy given gift

And not something I worked for

Every single day of my life,

Maybe I destroy the game

Or maybe you’re just making excuses.

Gold damn time, standing all and got somebody young and .. becoming

Everything I shade the shit I breathe, I ain’t gotta go purp for nothing

It’s so stack and yelling I’m the next to come up

You eat a lot and I’m paying man and I wait better brother

Truck, shot the reckless that forever hated,

Shout out the king ‘cause shower never make it,

Left the home team for home for chances you get father thinking

That you all abroad and in the B and tickie barber

Put on for my city, my ambition is higher ..

Unless I’m setting witness this, was booboo tang in the early 90s

Back in the day they try to demand me, tryin to degrade me

Tryin to despise me, not a commercial from the rising

When my whole city is behind me

And I’m back upon my bullshit,

Speak shit in my click shit, I live comfortably with this ..shit

Tryin to front on me and you can kiss

Quick that on my .. and that I rip shit ‘cause I live here

Don’t mumble with J no risity, I’m giving you nigga the business

Fear like I’m caked the .. haters, my city is all on my back

But the all in all I make it, my city gaze when the stashes way back

Then way got me payin’, I’m one of these greatest,

Still rated as under rate.

Hook:

God feel like I’m the greatest, I’m the God

Underrated, superstar

Superstar for my city I’ma ball out

Superstar for my city I go low loud.

You, you a new butt,

Tryin’ to hit as hard as life

But it ain’t about how hard it is

It’s about how hard you can get

And people moving forward, how much you can kick?

They keep moving forward.

Scrubbing out my ruckie here

How to make a major change,

Set it off in the passion, now our average thirty every gang

Close up with .. we great invincible pressure boy

Inner in shots elections, that’s when the progression came

Couple players drop my new team was in basically

The team they practice faithfully

Was made to do the greatest me

And it will be child’s dream, cities behind me

Ain’t good enough for New York, entire with I 3

That shit was a 93 and I’ma .. on speed

.. and my lock on D .. get a shot off me

Some those everybody got those,

Everybody was in my shop and then every game

I’m sure enough to day in .. is going for seven ranks

Playing better under pressure though you never scope

You’re building houses with your breaks and I’m no breaking ball

Practice makes perfect that’s empty play

Even in my average place is a perfect, so I should have to practice

I’m the greatest.

Hook:

I feel like I’m the greatest, I’m the God

Underrated, superstar

Superstar for my city I’ma ball out

Superstar for my city I go low loud.

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