[Verse 1]
Saw you with your lights and all of them flashy clothes
No need for introductions, your name everybody knows
We eating humble pie but you ordered just humble lite
Earn the right to be a douche so you could wear your shades at night!
[?], never heard of Mr. Price
Guess and Pumas they want you so all you do is name your price
VIP the stuck up type
People stay away cause it's written on your face, you won't give em the time of day
The murder, the killers [?]
[?]
They ask 'Don't you remember me? I was there from the beginning when you started from the bottom man [?] "
You got that exotic life and you got the sickest cars
You don't even need the show, already dancing with the stars
Way too much you overdose on drugs and all the shit you pop
Complain you never wanted this, you wish for all the shit to stop
So just say no
Got your rehab on, then you relapse
Cover page, sex and the booze and bong
This drug is way too strong, don't know how you gonna stop
Your arrogance will overflow so we'll wait for it to [?]
[Chorus]
Daddy can you see the lights?
They flash for me, I am the new headline
Cause everybody wants to be me
With the lights the paparazzi they will call me a celebrity
Mama, look I'm a star
Man ain't you glad, that I made it this far?
Cause everybody wants to be me
With the lights the paparazzi they will call me a celebrity
I-I, I want it
I-I, I want it
All the lights and paparazzi could you call me a celebrity?
I-I, I want it
I-I, I want it
All the lights and paparazzi you will call me a celebrity
[Verse 2]
When times are getting hard, [?] keep going
Take the curving balls, that the world be throwing
No [?] to your destination
You tryna be remembered for your simple and complications
[?]
You said you wanna go but you ain't coming back
They tell you that they'll miss you, but you won't say it back
No time for calculating how did you go wring
You just cuddling, hugging with your [?] song
I hope that when you perform that everybody sings along
And people scream your name when they find out you coming on
But family's on the phone, they askin' when you coming home?
But they get no response because your life is moving on
Survived another day, another you had [?] relevance huh?
My moola, Madiba, the cheddar
Groupies on your case, they askin' when you'll get together
Surrounded by your people but feel lonelier than never
[?] but next morning don't remember
Don't recognise the person that you seein' in the mirror
Time to lose your shades so you could see a lil' clearer
You'd think with all the fame your life would get a little better but...
[Chorus]
Daddy can you see the lights?
They flash for me, I am the new headline
Cause everybody wants to be me
With the lights the paparazzi they will call me a celebrity
Mama, look I'm a star
Man ain't you glad, that I made it this far?
Cause everybody wants to be me
With the lights the paparazzi they will call me a celebrity
I-I, I want it
I-I, I want it
All the lights and paparazzi could you call me a celebrity?
I-I, I want it
I-I, I want it
All the lights and paparazzi you will call me a celebrity
[Verse 3]
Had my times when I fallen
Had my times when I rise
Had my moments when my all truth were infested in lies
Tried so hard but never winning no matter how hard I tried to
Cared for nothing but the music and besides you
My happy place, they call you my neverland
Hope we stay this way forever, never grow our Peter pan
Tinkerbell, use your pixie dust to [?] my heart to smears
Promised mom no matter what I'll always do the best I can
How'd I get so old?
How'd I get so old?
That's a quote I'll never mean forever young death to my soul
Boy I'm stretching up so high you'd think I'm hitting up that chronic
I just say what I want, it's coming out like with vomit
Now the best [?] with my dreams is on the road to be honest
And overnight I'll be [?]
Where everybody looks at you and knows just who you are
And you can have a say and pull the strings like a guitar
I'm [?] success
[Chorus]
Daddy can you see the lights?
They flash for me, I am the new headline
Cause everybody wants to be me
With the lights the paparazzi they will call me a celebrity
Mama, look I'm a star
Man ain't you glad, that I made it this far?
Cause everybody wants to be me
With the lights the paparazzi they will call me a celebrity
I-I, I want it
I-I, I want it
All the lights and paparazzi could you call me a celebrity?
I-I, I want it
I-I, I want it
All the lights and paparazzi you will call me a celebrity
Celebrity was written by Rouge.
Celebrity was produced by KyleYouMadeThat & Mae N. Maejor.