[Verse 1 ] Five stars and hammers Whole city in the slammers k**ing n***as on camera My lil homies dying for grandma [?] keep flippin' Keep my name prolific Keep my nose in my business Just want money, clothes, and b**hes Used to wanna [?] for snitches Anything with a witness How you ask for forgiveness? When you never planned to repent this Both my parents went through hell Just so I could prevail (prevail) Couple stories can't tell [?] still n***a feel That's just life homie, I swear (swear) Leave the block, I dare (I dare) Got my fellas expunged End of day, n***a, I won Made me a pie outta' a crumb Fightin' deez till I'm numb All holding me down Shed a few tears in all of my songs (40) [Hook] Why you wanna act like you hate us? (hate us) We on the front pages of your papers (the papers) I gue-, I gue-, I gue-, I guess that make us superstars (guess that makes us superstars) I gue-, I gue-, I gue-, I guess that make us superstars Why you wanna' act like you love us? When we wearin' nice and when we bust guns I gue-, I gue-, I gue-, I guess you think we superstars I gue-, I gue-, I gue-, I guess you think we superstars [Verse 2] Alright I seen it then on CNN They did him in, it was calm, I seen his hands I ain't seen no gun, shot that man up for no reason Showin' the cop with a hole in his top And I ain't talking bout' capri sun So many murders be unsolved Including the ones the police done We in the news more than movie stars Guess that makes us superstars Flashin' lights from the trooper cars And we blowin' smoke like a hookah bar Paparazzi got cops on tape But their hands caught up in the cookie jar Judge let him off with a warning She should've thrown the whole book at y'all Black neighborhoods where the shootings are Guess that makes us shooting stars Take the law in our own hands Cuz' we don't really know who to call To the officer who performed Philando coup de gras Do you tell the teachers before you shoot him Explain to your students why he ain't gonna make it to school tomorrow? [Bridge] We turn them red and blue lights into a disco ball Then we dance on 'em We dance on 'em Turn them red and blue lights into a disco ball And then we dab on 'em Hit that dab on 'em You see how they pull up? (skrp?) They wanna' be just like us (skrp?) Turn them red and blue lights into a disco ball And we gon dance on 'em Gon' dance on 'em [Verse 3] I got tunnel vision, life flashes Feelin' a little bit outcast'ed It's southern [?] cadillac'ing In the good old days when guns were blasting Hanging around some drunken ba*tards Fighting, scheming, wishing, dreaming One day the playing field is even Change is coming. Don't believe me? Some are dying way too easy We get Swiss cheese, they get paid leave Front page news, for one day please Stop k**ing us, cuz' it's building up I don't give a damn I won't give a f** We can burn this b**h down Startin' with this town The revolution, as real as it sounds It's k**ing season But what's the reason We hustlin', a few cities and I don't have a weapon, you can see these hands Another black man, trying to feed his fam And the police man get the same chance to live But what's so sad: this happen way too often And it feels like every damn day we done lost one Talkin' to my son, tell him he gotta use caution But I'm seeing the light, comin' out tha darkness [Hook - ??] Why you wanna act like you hate us? (hate us) We on the front pages of your papers (the papers) I gue-, I gue-, I gue-, I guess that make us superstars (guess that makes us superstars) I gue-, I gue-, I gue-, I guess that make us superstars Why you wanna' act like you love us? When we wearin' nice and when we bust guns I gue-, I gue-, I gue-, I guess you think we superstars I gue-, I gue-, I gue-, I guess you think we superstars