Teacher asked a young girl what you wanna be when you grow up 
She said I wanna be a superstar and shine on the red carpet 
If i can be whatever i want, Ah, something like my favourite singer 
Baby grew up too fast, all those years gone by 
She don’t play with dolls no more, want money for the luxury bags  [bad word] role models only good girls gone bad 
Boyfriend’s boring now, hang out with the big boys 
She slammed the door and left home 
regardless of everything she’s been told  [bad word]  
She’s suicidal, she wanna give up on life 
Can’t take it no more, all these tricks and lies 
She said she was born to shine, spread her wings and fly 
She wants that fame, by any means 
But she got lost along the way 
Beautiful face on a perfect shape 
She thought big [bad word] overnight 
It’s a cold world outside young girl try to look older now 
Night life, paint the town red 
Shorty play dirty now, ready for the nightfalls 
At the right place at the wrong time 
Messing with the wrong folks 
She couldn’t read between the lines 
Till she met mister cocaine 
Shorty don’t rock the boat, few lines acting cool yeah 
False promises, round and round she goes 
Now she’s lying in this cold room, dope feen and depressed 
Abused and dying deep inside, sorrow no word can express 
Can’t keep lying to herself, illusions, no longer impressed 
Your mother said, when will you be back