"Hall Of Fame" lyrics
Niggas broke as hell
Ain't nobody gave me
You gon' hear my car rumble
(Meech)
Niggas broke as hell, don't know how to hustle
Ain't nobody gave me shit, it was times I had struggled
Before I hit the block, you gon' hear my car rumble
A nigga up and running, you will never see me stumble
Wasted time with a bitch, hoping it would turn to something
When you really getting money, you see everybody hungry
It's times I'm alone and I sit back and wonder
I watched everybody change when I kept shit a hundred
They just looking at the fame but not me as a person
I be dealing with these bitches, thinking "is it really worth it?"
I used to take hella risks, I was never ever nervous
I get so high off drank, I be leaving the earth
Seen my momma yesterday and put five in her purse
I'm so high pouring up, I spilled lean on my shirt
I'm numb to everything but sometimes it still hurt
Take that shit to the chin, it could always be worse
My nigga called from the feds, in his voice I feel hurt
Put my momma on allowance, she'll never have to work
Order a hundred dollar plates and I still get desert
I put Gucci on the loafers, shit, and my t-shirt
I just want build a cuban, it's a nice piece of work
I'm in Palm Angle pants, the jacket and the shirt
Sent her home broke as hell
Boy, all you do is lurk
I could really build her up, show a bitch her real worth
I feel like a superhero with the size of my ring
No cap, it's just me but I could sign a whole team
You a whole dicksucker, been on eight different teams
Give a nigga eight clips, he get six different seams
Stack it up real tall, I want the coupes with the wings
Baby K out the window, it'll spit a limousine
She said want Ruth Chris she'll get some chicken wings
I really tryna figure out how everybody proud of me
Niggas broke as hell, don't know how to hustle
Ain't nobody gave me shit, it was times I had struggled
Before I hit the block, you gon' hear my car rumble
A nigga up and running, you will never see me stumble
Wasted time with a bitch, hoping it would turn to something
When you really getting money, you see everybody hungry
It's times I'm alone and I sit back and wonder
I watched everybody change when I kept shit a hundred
Ain't nobody gave me
You gon' hear my car rumble
(Meech)
Niggas broke as hell, don't know how to hustle
Ain't nobody gave me shit, it was times I had struggled
Before I hit the block, you gon' hear my car rumble
A nigga up and running, you will never see me stumble
Wasted time with a bitch, hoping it would turn to something
When you really getting money, you see everybody hungry
It's times I'm alone and I sit back and wonder
I watched everybody change when I kept shit a hundred
They just looking at the fame but not me as a person
I be dealing with these bitches, thinking "is it really worth it?"
I used to take hella risks, I was never ever nervous
I get so high off drank, I be leaving the earth
Seen my momma yesterday and put five in her purse
I'm so high pouring up, I spilled lean on my shirt
I'm numb to everything but sometimes it still hurt
Take that shit to the chin, it could always be worse
My nigga called from the feds, in his voice I feel hurt
Put my momma on allowance, she'll never have to work
Order a hundred dollar plates and I still get desert
I put Gucci on the loafers, shit, and my t-shirt
I just want build a cuban, it's a nice piece of work
I'm in Palm Angle pants, the jacket and the shirt
Sent her home broke as hell
Boy, all you do is lurk
I could really build her up, show a bitch her real worth
I feel like a superhero with the size of my ring
No cap, it's just me but I could sign a whole team
You a whole dicksucker, been on eight different teams
Give a nigga eight clips, he get six different seams
Stack it up real tall, I want the coupes with the wings
Baby K out the window, it'll spit a limousine
She said want Ruth Chris she'll get some chicken wings
I really tryna figure out how everybody proud of me
Niggas broke as hell, don't know how to hustle
Ain't nobody gave me shit, it was times I had struggled
Before I hit the block, you gon' hear my car rumble
A nigga up and running, you will never see me stumble
Wasted time with a bitch, hoping it would turn to something
When you really getting money, you see everybody hungry
It's times I'm alone and I sit back and wonder
I watched everybody change when I kept shit a hundred
Thanks to D1 Mic for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Jaelin Parker
