A Star Is Born

[Intro]
Welcome to the Social Club, where life is a party
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[Verse]
I grew up on the wrong of the tracks, but fuck it 'cause that's how my star was born
A rose straight from the concrete jungle, along came sins and a crown full of thorns
How was I to know I was signed two deals? Be the right hand man of Sean "Puffy" Combs
Long bumpy roads, but every that you see glitter, ain't always silver or gold
Drink too much, fuck even more, can't a young man get pussy anymore?
Without hearin', "Rape," and without some bum bitch puttin' a good nigga on child support?
Damn, I'm a star, damn, I made it, damn, I'm at the bar, damn, I'm faded
Damn, my dick got so many bodies, when I piss I got skeletons all I'm shakin'
"A" is for thе Rotten Apple, stand on top of the statuе with a bottle of champagne
I'm tryna be the next Bill Clinton, gettin' head in my office while I'm workin' on my campaign
Fall back, young nigga, you ain't ready to rumble with the king of the jungle
Finger bangin' your wifey, bustin' all on your Nikes while you askin' for autographs when I come through

[Chorus]
I made it, I'm famous
I got money hangin' out the anus
Bitches naked, hangin' from the ceilin' fan
We just Social Clubbin', screamin', "Fuck your feelin's, man"
I made it, I'm famous
I got money hangin' out the anus
Bitches naked, hangin' from the ceilin' fan
We just Social Clubbin', screamin', "Fuck your feelin's, man"

[Outro]
Social Club Entertainment, shwanky, baby