Wiz Khalifa – Star of the Show (feat. Chevy Woods) Lyrics

Star of the Show

Wiz Khalifa (feat. Chevy Woods)

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"Star of the Show." - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Chevy Woods)

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 11:28 am

Album: Rolling Papers

Track No: 08

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See, I've been going on and on forever
Them haters probably wonder when I'm gon' stop, never
Most of it's been good, but I've seen some bad weather
And **** who want shit now wouldn't even give me an umbrella
But I ain't tripping, I made a million on my own
May come to your surprise but I pictured it all along
When I was sixteen, finna get put out my home
Now the man make the money, my ****, my money grown
And I can do what I what, went from being hated on
To **** tryna go the same road I made it on
Ain't no love lost, but wasn't no love shown
So now when **** call, I just don't pick up the phone
I'm breaking down the weed, put it in the bong
Blow a hundred racks, put it in the song
Party every weekend, hardly ever home
Don't get a chance to see me face to face
So you have to talk about me when I'm gone (Gone)
Stay away from the fake or phony (Phony)
**** who can't support their role (Role)
So keep hatin' me from the crowd
Everybody wants to be the star of the show-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
'Ow-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
The show-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
'Ow-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
The show-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
'Ow-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
The show-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
'Ow-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, the drinks poured up, the weed's rolled up
And all my jewelry ice age, the piece froze up
I only like concieted hoes who keep they nose up
Have any **** in the world, but she chose us, uh
I 'member them same hoes ain't even notice us
Get you to buy a drink, then it's over, cuz
Be back around the time that she sober up
But shit ain't been the same since the limousine showed up
Huh, the best moments of my life
Never peeled this much plastic off of Polo in my life
Rarely on the scene, smoking with your wife
Plus anything you want, I can afford to buy it twice
It's the way we know
Wake up in the morn' like, "Where did all my paper go?" (Paper go)
Grow some more weed and get medicated
Every day is a holiday, so we celebrate it
Stay away from the fake or phony (Phony)
**** who can't support their role (Role)
So keep hatin' me from the crowd
Everybody wants to be the star of the show-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
'Ow-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
The show-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
'Ow-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
The show-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
'Ow-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
The show-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
'Ow-ow-ow (Yeah, yeah)
**** losing they roles (Roles)
Can't play they positions (Play they positions)
One day, they down for the team (Team)
Next day, they missing (Next day, they missing)
Same ones was all in the front
Supposed to be there for support (There for support)
And half the time, it's the ones you care for
Fuck you here for? Huh?
You wanna be a big shot, only number one
Everybody wanna be a superstar
Big shot, only number one
But everybody wanna be the star, though
You wanna be a big shot, only number one
Everybody wanna be a superstar
Big shot, only number one
But everybody wanna be the star, though (Haha)
Uh, the money come, the money go
And when it come down to it, that's something **** with real money should know
We partied a lot and drank, now they don't talk to me (Yeah)
I started off not so great, now I'm on top of things (Yeah, uh, yeah)
I guess the difference is we ain't thinking the same
So if I'm guilty of change, I guess I'm the one to blame
I see the bigger picture on the wall in a frame
Spent a couple of days OT, making it rain
That was cool, but I was thinking ocean views
Polo trunks, shades on and boat shoes
Cantox lick the oil, my ****, and I ain't slipping
You won't stall me out, uh, bad transmission
So if for the better, yeah, **** different
That west coast weed, my homie Wiz twistin'
Mattress money put up 'cause now my money different
Got a lot to say, but ain't never tryna listen
Record all night, leave the studio in the morn'
Playing back what we did, now tell me, is that wrong?
Crack the Rosé and pop a top or two
And toast to what this hard work got us to

Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Eric Dan & Kevin Woods.

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