ALL STAR

I got more than I need, I got more than I wanted (mhm)

I wake up in the morning, thank god for the morning (yessir)

Everything I went through was equipped for me

And I never complain about shit for it

Charge it to the game before I quit homie

I been ballin like a all-star

I done built the table from the legs up

I ain't greedy nigga, get your bread up

I ain never folding under pressure

Mama told me "Boy, you got some heart!"

Uncle Nell told me, "Keep ya head up"