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Fame Songtext
von Warm Brew

Fame Songtext

All I ever want to do is get my loot up and campaign
28 And I′m still breathing, where I come from can't complain
I′ve been mixing my elixir, it's gone take away the pain
Then hit my partna like what's happening in Maine
Trying to stay away from niggas who ain′t got nothing to gain
That′s shit to lose cause yeah you know it's all the same
Told my shorty hold me down, she said I′m never finna change
So addicted to the life but it ain't never been the fame

I can hear that money talk to me
Can′t sleep, that president shit they be stalking me
Fuck police, tuck em away up in the crib
On E like R. Kelly then stack it, flip it, stack again
Let's meet way overseas and talk some cheese
Charcuterie, espressos over lunch
These hoes ain′t got no booty but that neck is what I want
Sliding through your section, I ain't flexing but I stunt
Heading to the studi need Peruvian for lunch

Yo, back from rehab
Straight to Maui then back into the lab


When I prayed to God he ain't even hit me back
Then I prayed again he told me let′s go get a bag
I′m trying Jennifer, you know I blew a couple racks
We working Jennifer, turn a guess to a fact
Yo I'm dying Jennifer, the devil had me in his grasp
I′m flying Jennifer, I'm finally feeling like I′m back
Now let's get money
The voice in my head sound like Vin Scully
Seven bean salad, some would say I′m rolling lucky

Life is a bitch, I tell that bitch I'm coming

All I ever want to do is get my loot up and campaign
28 And I'm still breathing, where I come from can′t complain
I′ve been mixing my elixir, it's gone take away the pain
Then hit my partna like what′s happening in Maine
Trying to stay away from niggas who ain't got nothing to gain
That′s shit to lose cause yeah you know it's all the same
Told my shorty hold me down, she said I′m never finna change
So addicted to the life but it ain't never been the fame

You probably think you're so chill
Smoke, kill, big old house on the hill

Four hoes with no clothes, 24 inch rims
Got a candy coated diamond, stitched the leather so they recognize

And all them hating motherfuckers never empathize
They see you enterprising, they see you in a bag
They′d rather see you locked up in some chains or on a sled
That shit it drive me crazy like De Niro in the cab
These niggas party at your crib, come back and split your cat
That hot potato smoking made you choke, it made you bleed


All cause your chain was dope, you
Made some dough, you made the league
We in the waiting room, we chained and smoked away and said
My nigga pulling through, he bulletproof, he′ll make it G
And then the doc come out, his momma cry, she made a scene
Her baby boy is gone because he black and chased a dream
You in the danger zone, you chase around that fame
You in the danger zone, you chase around that fame

All I ever want to do is get my loot up and campaign
28 And I'm still breathing, where I come from can′t complain
I've been mixing my elixir, it′s gone take away the pain
Then hit my partna like what's happening in Maine
Trying to stay away from niggas who ain′t got nothing to gain
That's shit to lose cause yeah you know it's all the same
Told my shorty hold me down, she said I′m never finna change
So addicted to the life but it ain′t never been the fame

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