FAME Lyrics

Havin' visions of me lookin' in the mirror, ain't shit clear

He wasn't stickin' to the code, that shit had me in the fury

Don't go outside because they judge, he let a nigga take his jewelry

What's in your cup? Boo dis some mud, just get it right and take it serious

It's been too long since he hit that back door, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Can't trust nobody, he got crack door, better not open up that bitch

I don't need it, if he can count to ten then he can keep him

Say he got thirty, it must be February, cause I ain't see one either

Heart keep freezin', it must be January, feel like I'm goin' backwards

All I'm sayin' is I don't be under they posts, a nigga might get captured

Nigga got hit up, said he was beefin', squashed it, ain't know he's vegan

Got fed up, turned him to a vegetable, made it hard to eat

Sober, but my shirt is heron, I just wish that dope could see

Told her pull up at the Chevron, I been gassed up on his E

Had to tell her, don't look down, you see the stars when we get deep

She tried to tell me to book now, but boo, you trippin', I ain't geekin

Hit the club to wash the rain away, make it flood

I don't know about them, but I'm leavin' the same way that I came

Christian Loubi thuggin' on the bricks with my blood

Still fuck all my enemies, but I ain't even try and give them no fame

Havin' visions of me lookin' in the mirror, ain't shit clear

He wasnt stickin' to the code, that shit had me in the fury

Don't go outside because they judge, he let a nigga take his jewelry

What's in your cup? Boo dis some mud, just get it right and take it serious

Its been too long since he hit that back door, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Can't trust nobody, he got crack door, better not open up that bitch