Letras
What's it like being famous out in LA?
Oh, you're a superstar
At the show
Movie like
Doesn't panic, Ms. Calabasas
Doesn't wait in line at the show
Diva like Ms. Stilettos
You talk to cameras
Why you acting like you're important?
Suit and tie
Mrs. Gala
You at the Met and you don't recognize
Who you know here
Make it fun
And show no face
You don't gotta act like nothing
'Cause as of now
You shine, but when it's dimmer
Do you ever care?
Does it weigh you down?
Yeah, they all for sale
No, them hoes don't got no job
But they all for sale
I don't mean to criticize
If the shoe fit, wear it
I can see it in they eyes
I be reading 'tween the lines
And I keep seeing through the lies
Such a pitiful disguise
Kinda shit that I despise
But I won't wait on your demise
Despite you
'Cause I know deep inside I'm just like you
I hope them lessons hold
I hope you learn and you felt some growth
Just as far as the record goes
Bitch, kick rocks with ya best big toe
Couple months you moving home, girl, I guarantee it
Hate it had to be you
But I'm glad to see it
While you're here, let me take you to the galleria
'Cause I rather we
Make it fun
And show no face
You don't gotta act like nothing
'Cause as of now
You shine, but when it's dimmer
Do you ever care?
Does it weigh you down?
What's it like on magazines?
You're on the TV screen in the living room
You shine brighter than stars in ordinary
T shirt, sweats and a hoodie on
What's it like being anxious when you go out
Oh, where's your appetite?
When you're sober
Acting like you won't panic
But when it vanishes, all the
Lights here won't make it fun