Текст песни Superstar - Shane T. Hoffmann feat. FOEVA

My desires in a fierce war
Like Shane, you could've been a superstar
Droptops, cigars, Audemars
Don't you hate m-b, where you are?

I don't really know what's happening
(No, no)
Honestly, these demons comin' after me
Honestly, these demons comin' after me
(No, no)
Tempted, to be another casualty

James four verse seven that's a anthem
Satan can't hold us for ransom
Submit to God and he'll go like a phantom
Maybe I'll learn when I stop throwin' tantrums

Satan can't hold us for ransom
Satan can't hold us for ransom
Satan can't hold us for ransom
Submit to God and he'll go like a phantom

God I wanna be where the rain is
Even if I never get famous
God I wanna be where the rain is
Even if I never get famous (Foeva)

Fame was never the goal (Goal)
I got better options
Bein' out in the clubs? (Clubs)
I'm payin' tithes and offerin'

Out here in my town makin' moves
We tyin' ties at Eisenhower
Helpin' youth in after hours
We get 'em fresh, so you be proud of 'em

The devil can't handle me at my best
Social media don't impress me
God's the one who kept me

Just wanna be in that rain
My life been insane
I just wanna know
Why so many want the fame?

Fame will bring you pain
Oh it'll bring you pain
(Oh, oh)

I had it all
And I lost it
God got me now
So I'm walkin'
Ooh, I'm walkin' now