Not Famous (Black Boy Fly) Lyrics

They saying "What up, what up, Kane you made it"

I swear bro I'm not even famous

I'm not even paid yet

I don't see no pay checks in my face

My pinnacle is far from the regular and the same things you seen around

And what you seen around?

Bullets flying, peace never found

Envy in people's eyes, fingers pointing, the silence loud

People listening now so I figured out I'd be signing out

Leave the hood or lead the hood, I seen things in some large amounts

I see the frustration in homie's eyes

Will they take it as inspiration or hate me, won't be surprised

'Cause they waited, they were so patient for ages to see their shine

My language start to sound different, when I talk about getting mines, getting signed

Or still we live it out

That's why I'm tryna figure out how I can get us out

I'm not popular, people recognize the rhythm now

I had a dime in my pocket, under pressure and undermined, but all with time I glisten now

Black boy fly, watch that black boy fly

Black boy fly, watch that black boy fly

Black boy fly, watch that black boy fly

Black boy fly, watch that black boy fly

Black boy fly, watch that black boy fly (Shining)

Black boy fly, watch that black boy fly (Timing)

Black boy fly, watch that black boy fly (Alignment)

Black boy fly, watch that black boy fly (Shining)

I'm from a place where your dreams die before the bullet hit your torso

Where you learn to read faces better than you could read to law so you don't get disrespected,

This an inception of black boy tryna show his dream and ideas 'cause people lost those

Wanna lead the kid on a road that's filled with the potholes

Gun smokes, duck your head, don't show no emotion

Don't be a huncho, they end up dead, just keep your focus

And leave the corners and the stoners, but don't turn to a loner, just keep in motion

Focus

We never had nobody to look up to, it was hopeless

No role models holding our hands throughout the process

So growing up we had to be the ones that's showing up to lead the boyzins, and hold wrists

I've grown since

Now I'm Moses, I'm gon split the Ocean Basket plate, it's no stress

No sense if I wrote this poem without showing my own sins, I'd be soulless

But running in the game just to show y'all who the GOAT is