For the Fame Songtext
von DJ E Feezy

I asked the lord to send me a sign (DJ Feezy)
I seeing this shit real clear now (day county 305)
It′s all coming to me (he goes by the name of Kodak Black)

(Remember I told you) And now it's all coming to my brain
Me and all you niggas we are not the same
They ain′t really down didn't wanna hang
Niggas only around for a little fame
Dang I can't let a nigga play me like a game
Everybody going through the same thing
Niggas throwing rocks at the chain gang

It′s a damn shame (damn shame)
Trying to shine and you ain′t got a damn thing (damn thing)
Niggas only wanna ride Kenny Payne (Kenny Payne)
Niggas risk they life for a little change (lil' change)
Sippin′ lean tryna ease the pain
It's so much rain on my windowpane
Kill another guy for a lil′ fame
I ain't have a dime now I gotta lil′ change (lil' change)


What would you do to be a lil' popular?
What would you do for a Oscar?
If it′s about a dollar then she gon′ hala
Every street nigga hit rock bottom
You ain't got no money you just got some problems
Hit a lick with you, turn around and rob you
Ain′t no love boy these niggas sour
I just want more money and the fucking power (power)

And now it's all coming to my brain
Me and all you niggas we are not the same
They ain′t really down didn't wanna hang
Niggas only ′round for a lil' fame
Dang I can't let a nigga play me like a game
Everybody going through the same thing
Niggas throwing rocks at the chain gang

These niggas living in the sky
Wanna take a picture with me you just wanna shine
Trying to shoot me down you don′t wanna see me fly
Nigga come around me now I feel a funny vibe (funny vibe)
I wonder why my dawg backstab me like a samurai (samurai)
I′m on another vibe, they ain't around for me they just wanna ride (wanna ride)
On the inner state going out of state (out of state)


And you know I′m bout to come back with that bank (with that bank)
You ain't got to fly everybody know you fake (know you fake)
I′m out here in these streets I'm tryna make a shake (make a shake)
Early morning blowing purple nigga wake and bake (wake and bake)
Ain′t no time for that shit you perpetrate (perpertrate)
Got to get it straight mama hair turning grey (turning grey)
Imma stay solid imma take that to ma grave (to mah grave)

And now it's all coming to my brain
Me and all you niggas we are not the same
They ain't really down didn′t wanna hang
Niggas only around for a little fame
Dang I can′t let a nigga play me like a game
Everybody going through the same thing
Niggas throwing rocks at the chain gang