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Lingua della canzone: Inglese
Famous |
| Yeah, yeah |
| (Okay Camrom) |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| You know a nigga just came back from London and shit, you know? |
| It used to be no furniture now I got Chanel blankets when it’s cold |
| Pray for me cause it’s dangerous on the road |
| I’m famous where I’m from |
| I’m famous in the States |
| I’m famous overseas |
| For soda my shit rose |
| Tryna see what a nigga claimin' we gon' wipe a nigga family tree |
| I brought it out to blow it babygirl she think she scammin' me |
| I can’t ink a deal with rappers man this shit too much to handle me |
| Wockhardt in my Fanta drink |
| Pop out its a movie scene |
| Voices through the streets niggas say what they gon' do to me |
| Fresh since I was young, ask the ones that went to school with me |
| Teacher say you way too smart, what you actin' out for |
| You run it up you hood rich niggas think they turned to Alpo |
| I’m so used to this lil paper count it with my eyes closed |
| They tell me put the syrup down fuck it I’ma die slow |
| When you born you gotta go you think I’ma cry no |
| First advance I ain’t buy no jewelry fuck it I’ma buy dope |
| First advance I ain’t buy no jewelry fuck it I’ma buy dope |
| Yeah, gotta figure out ways to triple this shit |
| First advance I ain’t buy no jewelry fuck it I’ma buy dope |
| First advance I ain’t buy no jewelry fuck it I’ma buy dope |
| I can’t leave them ones behind I’m put on my folks |
| My first time I lost some money shit I damn near lost my mind |
| I could fuck it up a hunnid times I still won’t lose the grind |
| I got Rollies by the flavor I don’t use it for no time |
| Baby be lookin' cause I’m shining, fuck one time, she say it’s mine |
| Bout that paper do whatever I get crooked |
| It get hard to walk that line |
| Man that pill get hard to swallow cause my heart be on the line |
| He said he wasn’t gon' drop me fuck he walkin' for that dime |
| Charged me for a coffee ain’t no coffee up in mine |
| She just washed the money I had so much I crossed her eyes |
| Had them shooters creep up from the side don’t be surprised |
| Who you gon' believe them or me they tellin' lies |
| Brodie he ain’t Muslim he in them streets sellin' pies |
| You ain’t really trappin' if you left the scale inside nigga |
| See it on yo face boy how you really feel inside |
| All the shit I been through I’m just blessed I’m still alive |
| Never seen me bitch up when it’s on they scared to ride |
| You know I’m the wave and I ain’t never made that ride |
| You don’t ever see him but they talk just like a podcast |
| Today I’m feelin good I’m goin' shopping with your fine ass |
| I just want to show you off your ex called fuck em' you blow him off |
| Fuckin' with the boy how? |
| Niggas must be smokin' soft |
| Rented for the whole night and I got some more to toss |
| Valet my shit pull it to the front and don’t cut my motor off |
| Told that bitch look you can scam or roll tell me who the boss |
| Proud cause I be standing on the business they ain’t see me call |
| Top foreal don’t you piss me off |
| These niggas be CB4 |
| Sleepin' on me okay bet his ass won’t sleep no mo' |
| You know I’ma G, stickin' to the G code |
| Gotta keep her neat |
| Tryin to dodge a rico |
| Schools with Travis Scott, Burberry peacoat |
| Shawty bought two friends with her, now I’m 3−0 |
| I been countin' all day, sorry I ain’t leavin' home |
| She’s hurt with the game, now it’s hard to leave me alone |
| Gotta be the nice guy, drugs got me thinkin' wrong |
| Play with mine we blinkin' out, we sprayin' up the |
| Face |
| Face |
| Face mob nigga |
| You know what the fuck goin' on |
| Live from the corner suite |