F.A.M.E.

Album: Thug Motivation 103: Hustlerz Ambition (2011)
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  • Fuck these haters, I'd kill them all if I could
    Ain't scared of none of y'all, so you know my aim good
    Blowing bin Laden in my Porsche 911
    Just left Ground Zero, on my way to kush heaven
    Can't slow down, too much evil in my rear view
    Sometimes you wanna scream to God, but he can't hear you
    And even if you did, this'll probably be his answer
    "Fuck you 'plaining about? It ain't like you got cancer"
    Do it for my niggas on the block that got it worse
    First the love, then the hate, that just a trap nigga's curse
    I bet you feel like the whole world hating on you
    But what's the hold up? The whole world waiting on you

    [Chorus: x2]
    (The fame)
    I wake up and feel empty
    Shit make you want to squeeze your Glock until it's empty
    I'm already standing on the edge, so don't tempt me
    Fake motherfuckers envy

    You mean to tell me from running my big mouth
    That I could chill here in this big penthouse?
    All elevator-ed up, black hardwood floors
    Just to sit around and feel like it ain't yours
    Your conscience got you feeling like you done something wrong
    But the flat screen saying motherfucker, we on
    Pardon me, nigga, do you see this view?
    See Ruth's Chris from here, what the fuck's wrong with you?
    Looking at my Rollie, yeah, it's almost seven
    Bill Gates state of mind with an automatic weapon
    You might remember from putting on for the city
    Or back when it was on two, going for the fifty
    Opened up a few squares, opened up a few tours
    Just to show niggas keys open up doors
    "Oh, we don't fuck with Young no more" Why not?
    The only thing I can figure, because he on top

    [Chorus: x2]

    Lately, I been often out of sight, seldom out of mind
    Ay, getcha bidne' right, and stay the hell up out of mine
    I'm out my mind, tryin' to fix it ‘fore I'm out of time
    Don't worry 'bout me, God got me, bruh, I'm doin' fine
    Another year in prison, promise this is it for me
    Tryna make it through the storm, should be makin' history
    No feelin' sorry for me, keep ya pity and ya sympathy
    Good or bad, take it like a man, whatever meant for me
    How I did it make ‘em hate my spirit, they wish they could kill it
    And they'll take it however they can get it
    Wanna see me fulla misery, walkin' wit' my head down
    "Let's decapitate ‘im, then we'll see if he can wear his crown!"

    [Chorus: x4] Writer/s: ANDREW BEARDMORE, ANTHONY PATRICK JAMES MCGUINNESS, CLIFFORD HARRIS, ERIK ORTIZ, JAY JENKINS, JONATHAN DAVID GRANT, KENNY BARTOLOMEI, KEVIN CROWE, PAAVO OLAVI SILJAMAKI
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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