LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBefore the Fame
I'm like for real, brand new Audemar stainless steel (stainless steel)House in the hill, I ain't got one yet, but I ran up a mil (I done ran up a mil)Nigga know I don't steal, but you know for sure that I'm ready to kill (I'm ready to kill)Ayy, I be traumatized, my cousin died, and I ain't shed a tear (I ain't shed no tear)Nigga try, he get killed, you play with that money, you know what it is38 baby, I'm thuggin' for real, straight out the slums, I'm gutter for realThat nigga disloyal, you know how I feel, but I'm really chasin' that money for realNot chasin' no bitch, I been chasin' a milMy daddy locked up, he just waitin' on appealYeah, I gotta admit, I got demons in my body (in my body)I'm paranoid, and I feel some people watchin' (some people watchin')I gotta maintain and stack up that money, you know they can't stop me (know they can't stop me)I stay with a burner 'cause if it ain't on me, them niggas gon' pop me (gon' pop me)These bitches ain't shit, and I know these niggas ain't shit neither (whoa)Got a stick in the car with thirty-six Os in the trunk of the rita (ayy)Not askin' for shit, not trustin' nobody because I don't need 'em (ayy)I'm sippin' on lean while Jacquees steady smokin' on reeferBefore the fame, I was a starChanged our ways, but we ain't changin' who we areI copped a foreign, remember the stolen carsI thank god I ain't dead or behind barsAin't had a shootout in a minuteOn the phone with my mama while sittin' in prisonCriticizin' myself, steady sayin' I'm trippin'Got a brand new 'Vette, dropped the top like a BentleyI perform on stage with cases pendingAll over the world Ai been trendingIn my Balmain jeans I keep a GlizzyGot the Vvs diamonds in my Nba pendant (skrrt, skrrt)Hop in the Benz, I step on the gasFocus on business, you know I ain't playin'Only the real gon' feel what I'm sayin'Gotta go chase it and get off my assI really don't hang 'cause I like to flashFuck all that shit, I'ma get me a bagHoes tryna get in Jacquees' pantsI know all they really want is them bandsHey, I need to stopHead on collision, I'm 'causin' a wreckSteady finessin' my way to the topHey, can't give up nowI think I'm a wizard, just call me John WallI tighten my shoe, and I run with that rockFuck the critics, I'ma get it 'cause I want that ('cause I want that)I won't complain what was on my plate 'cause I was hungry (I was hungry)I still got love for all the people that left me lonelyNever will I come back, forever I'm on that, yeahCause before the fame, I was a starChanged our ways, but we ain't changin' who we areI copped a foreign, remember the stolen carsI thank god I ain't dead or behind bars
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