"Fuck Being Famous" lyrics
"Fuck Being Famous"
Mhmm
You gotta come from
Where I come from to feel (Mad DJ on the beat now)
(Spread up, all niggas gonna hear 'bout this shit)
(I am useful, I ain't on my-, eh)
(I ain't on my-, ah)
(Fucking crazy on God)
Why niggas say that they gon' ride for you, look around they change up?
'Member I was broke as fuck, I had to get my change up
E'ry time something bad happens, why they bring my name up?
I'm just trying move my family out the hood, fuck being famous
I say fuck being famous, be able tryna get some money
Dior bags full of hundreds, dare you to take it from me
Fuck helping on ex for nothing, kept my heart, niggas ain't gon' find it
Big boss eat bread and hummus, fuck the price, got panic on us
Down bad I still smile, I can't show nobody how I really feel
You fucking with the ops, smiling in my face, that shit gon' get you killed
I said where I from shit really real
But now the clips they really peal
I keep my truth, I really drill
This is the life I really live
And ain't nobody gave me nothing, the fuck you mean?
I wanna post a picture with all of that money, my whole team on
Ain't talking 'bout no shoulder but you know I got that lean on
Put my mask on, gloves on, you know what that mean though
Let me skrrt, skrrt, it's time to ride
Are you still in base? It's time to slide
Thought you told the truth but you really lied
Told you I got the one that you left me blind
These nigga ring could grab you behind
Ain't mad boss, say I couldn't find
You can't come back, you can't stay alive
Yeah you alright? I'm doin' fine
Why niggas say that they gon' ride for you, look around they change up?
'Member I was broke as fuck, I had to get my change up
E'ry time something bad happens, why they bring my name up?
I'm just trying move my family out the hood, fuck being famous
I say fuck being famous, be able tryna get some money
Dior bags full of hundreds, dare you to take it from me
Fuck helping on ex for nothing, kept my heart, niggas ain't gone find it
Big boss eat bread and hummus, fuck the price, got panic on us
Writer(s): Yaven Mauldin, Lamarcus Johnson
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