Famous ft. Ducky Arora Lyrics

Tell 'em duck

Hit by a truck, down on my knees

I gave up on what's important to me

I gave up on visions that I used to see

Don't want your sorry bitch, just let me be yea

Don't want your sorry bitch just let me be yea

Yea yea yea

She say she love I me, I know she gon' leave

Feel like I'm choking they don't let me breathe

I'm sick of this shit that they throwing at me

Bitch I got places that I wanna be

She say she love I me I know she gon' leave

I feel like I'm choking they don't let me breathe

I'm sick of this shit that they throwing at me

Bitch I got places that I

Fuck it

Oh yea they love it

The crown to the best

Ain't no Patek's on me, chain's with the dress shirt

Forgive me people, I love all the flex

I guess I'm conceited, I got confessions

Currently, consumed with cashing them cheques

My intuition's so close to becoming my mentor

I feel like I'm losing breath

Too many ones that live round me who love to let fester

I wanna make it

I want to be famous

I'm bout to take it

Ain't no debate

So close I can taste it

Shoot from the basement

Aim at your playlist

Fuck this mundane

Cause I can't handle this shit anymore

Crazy cause I'm tryna dip by tomorrow

Create me a symphony, they think it's sin for me

They gon' wanna sit with me when I get done

Bitch it's bout time that I get right to stepping

Stepping up in this game to get a bag

Fuck everybody that ain't with me, I'll get this fame with the family, in fact I'm affirming success

My life is just like a mofuckin' movie, I ain't even famous yet

Bitch, all I know right now is that one day it's gon' be worth it, cause they give the crown to the best

Hit by a truck, down on my knees

I gave up on what's important to me

I gave up on visions that I used to see

Don't want your sorry bitch, just let me be yea

Don't want your sorry bitch just let me be yea

Yea yea yea

She say she love I me, I know she gon' leave

Feel like I'm choking they don't let me breathe

I'm sick of this shit that they throwing at me

Bitch I got places that I wanna be

She say she love I me I know she gon' leave

I feel like I'm choking they don't let me breathe

I'm sick of this shit that they throwing at me

Bitch I got places that I

Fuck it

The fruit hangs low

And the grass looks greener

How could she doubt for the mind of a dreamer

Conversate so I can come see you

Lost up in space, and I can't feel you

When you coming for my hand?

We'll see, waiting to see what's in her plan

Full speed coming at me, that's where I reside

Will she love me, love me not

The fruit hangs low, and the grass looks greener

How could she doubt for the mind of a dreamer

Conversate so I can come see you

Lost up in space, and I can't feel you

I can't feel you