This is a song about "We ll be the stars"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Even though in nola we either ball or give rhyme stars,

Everyday we party hard like there ain't no tomorrow

We see stars and jack whips, police cars are like beasts though,

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

It's a sign of the massive climb we face, aiming for the stars their minds are brave

Bitch got all them booty shots

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

I got more hats than the sky's got stars

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Fast lives inside shiny cars, buyin' bars out when we stars,

And mine somewhere bout mars

Imma look at the stars,

Even though in nola we either ball or give rhyme stars,

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box