Superstar

[Mitran: Yours truly] was born a superstar, [Nee: a gender-specific vocative used to address a woman directly]

At a young age, I've already acquired the big luxury cars

[Mitran: Yours truly] was born a superstar, [Nee: a gender-specific vocative used to address a woman directly]

At a young age, I've already acquired the big luxury cars

Today I bought a brand new suit for my mother

And picked out a fresh turban and boots for my father

With the Almighty’s name, I rise from my [Manje: traditional woven bed]

And early at dawn, I set out on the routes of hard hustle

I’m grateful to God that life is so happy

This song is like therapy for those feeling depressed

That I started from a small town with massive dreams

Now my well-wishers are joyful and the enemies are all silent

Wandering with an empty stomach on the streets of Mohali

I never thought I'd be significant enough to be an eyesore to rivals

Ever since fame arrived, it has completely changed the game

Look how my talent has shattered the [Madak: stately pride] of others

Now my sister feels so proud of me

That the "useless" brother has finally stood on his own feet

I truly believe in the power of manifestation

People say, "Look, look, look, there goes that boy!"

Beautiful women now watch me with longing, sideways glances

And as I pass by, I simply brush them off with indifference

So that it becomes crystal clear to them

That this man isn't easy to get; he’s far out of their range

[Mitran: Yours truly] is a superstar

[Mitran: Yours truly] is a superstar

Born a superstar

[Mitran: Yours truly] is a superstar

Sitting alone, I will count the names of the stars above

Before the sun rises, I must reach my destination

The rest is a broad chest, my mother’s heavy jewelry

And responsibilities resting on my shoulders

Fame is like the stars, a matter of destiny

Like a rolling stone, you never know which way life turns

But this [Jatt: a member of the land-owning agricultural community] flips the script entirely

This crazy mind is built on a foundation of hatred

At the heights of madness, I proclaim your name

Control your tongue, or realize there is no king here

In this world, everyone is a slave to their hustle

The setting of the sun is a common occurrence

But the one who rises again is the one who gets the salute

At age 16, I left home just like many others

From the start, I ground it out just like the rest

At 17, the journey of hard work made me a traveler

At 18, I appeared on TV like a hero

Now, even the fancy breakfasts don't taste quite right

I often miss the [Paronthas: stuffed flatbreads] made by my mother

With buttermilk, mustard greens, and cornbread

Oh, dear God, that was the true taste of life

The boy who used to insist on toy glasses from the village fair

Now wears Cartier frames upon his eyes

Oh Mother, your son has become so capable today

That this boy now rules over the hearts of millions

I walk a straight path without any deceit or curves

And I came with the blessings of [Baba Deep Singh: a legendary Sikh warrior and martyr]

That is why my destiny holds victory, never defeat

My strike of hard work is as heavy as the [18-seer Khanda: the legendary 15kg double-edged sword of Baba Deep Singh]

[Mitran: Yours truly] is a superstar

For seven whole years, I’ve kept the same barber

My beard style is copied by others over and over

Oversized hoodies look sharp on my frame

While other boys are out there burning their tire treads

I’ve parked a black G-Wagon at my [Haveli: a traditional large mansion]

Whichever road it takes, it pierces the hearts of onlookers

It roars "vroom-vroom" at speeds of 200

And I’ll play Fifty Cent, Kanye West

And Soni Pabla on repeat in the speakers

I received everything from my beautiful Lord

God was aware of every single one of my dreams

God was aware of every single one of my dreams

I received everything from my beautiful Lord

[Mitran: Yours truly] is a superstar

[Mitran: Yours truly] is a superstar

Born a superstar

[Mitran: Yours truly] is a superstar