Superstar

Verse 1:

Oh yeah they talk a lot, they say they that they walk it out, they say they this

They making chips, their cake's legit, don't baller block or call the cops

They think they something, better not say they ain't or that they fake or fronting

Otherwise their duns wills ride with guns inside their range or something

That's what all they songs about, they long for wrong they all about

How they the stuff and they discuss how they all go that baller route

But me I take that smaller route, them ballers I'm gon' call them out

And say to dudes the King is true, so that's what I'm gon' talk about

Look I ain't got no cocky flows bout dollars copped when rocking shows

Or girls that pop and drop it low, or glocks that I'm gon' lock and load

It's not for show or lots of dough, I do this for His name

To get it out, not to get mine exposed, don't do this for the fame

No time to flow bout shiny clothes, or shoes, or golden chains

My mind is sold to the God who rose, His truth is on my brain

So while the average cats is backwards spitting battle raps

Wrapped up in their habitat of blasting cats, I'm rapping 'bout the Master's acts

Most cats just can't fathom that, that I don't the spotlight

It's not right, I'm not tight, I rep Him when I rock mics

So don't be looking at me, you see me just look on past me

I'm nothing special, just a vessel, service makes me happy

Hook:

Hey if you looking for a Superstar

I ain't the one you searching for, I came to bring some worship, bro

He's perfect I'm just dirt below

Hey if you looking for a Superstar

Don't look at me, you got me wrong, I been a sinner all along

Let's look at Him and not the songs (Repeat)

Verse 2:

Hey what you looking at homie? Get your eyes up off of me

The credit bro it's not for me, but the one who took the cross for me

He's holy, I ain't choose Him, He chose me, oh no He sought for me

Bought me, got me clean homeboy, get it right

What you looking at sister? I ain't nothing but dust bro

Who must go and rep His name, He gave me grace to trust so

I'm nothing more than anybody else, they in the front row

They think I'm special? I ain't much though no, get it right

Hey what you looking at homie? Nah I don't mind the autographs

And pictures but I ain't all for that, I'm preaching Christ and falling back

My mission is to lift up the risen who put the cross on back

I'm spitting to help them follow that vision, get it right

Hey what you looking at sister? Forget about my name and stuff

I ain't no entertainer, but hope this is entertaining just

So cats can hear His name discussed and trust the God I came to trust

His grace is enough for saving us baby, get it right

Hook

Bridge:

Get your eyes off me, I'm just dust from the ground

Put your eyes on Him, Christ the Son with the crown

I ain't no superstar, I ain't no superstar

So get your eyes off me, get your eyes off me