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cause I'm boosting your fame
On some pornstar freak shit cut out the lights
I wanna see what's going on with that brain
And if you really into it do

fuck the fame and the money
Bold and Cold, Fritz hop like a bunny
Sheeples talk words of mouth- Damn dummies
Ever since then, I've been seeing ma niggas

Voices in my mind
Ask me if I'm on the right way
Is this life
What I was looking for?
Time after time, and year by year
Strength passed away, but

Stand in line, looking for the right time
Always by my side, waiting for the train to arrive
Something tells me that it's not all right, as all I

I do it for the love
Money, fame, and all that shit could never come above
I do it for the souls that never felt enough
The ones that fighting hard

ਜਾਣਦੇ by name ਬਲੀਏ
ਹੋ ਜੱਟ ਰਾਤੋਂ ਰਾਤ ਪਾਲਦੇ ਨੀ fame ਬਲੀਏ
ਯਾਰ ਮੁੱਡ ਤੋਂ ਕਮੌਂਦੇ ਵੱਡੀ game ਬਲੀਏ
ਜੱਟ ਰਾਤੋਂ ਰਾਤ ਪਾਲਦੇ ਨੀ fame ਬਲੀਏ
ਯਾਰ ਮੁੱਡ ਤੋਂ ਕਮੌਂਦੇ ਵੱਡੀ game

on a plane
Others say I'm just a hungry kids who's looking to fashion fame

You can't get rid of the blues on these isles
A gun or dagger is hidden behind

Hennessy Dreams
Got me prepped for the fame like
What does that shit even look like for me
I gotta choose sides but I don't like it
Not at all
(Not at all,

money, F the fame
Twist up your your fingers nigga let 'em know what set you claim, hey
I'm from the back blocks of harlem, where they Mac and revolve 'em

on the daily
It ain't that hard dealing with fame
I collect all these checks like they N64 games
Aye you know I'm back on this mic
So we getting lit
Here we go

today
That I have witnessed since the age
Of 15 when I changed
By 16 I arranged
To go along and erase
Negative energy from the brain
Now I'm finding it

today
That I have witnessed since the age
Of 15 when I changed
By 16 I arranged
To go along and erase
Negative energy from the brain
Now I'm finding it

the money and the fame
Forgive me for the shit i said, i go on my knees and i pray
If e no be tears of joy we no go cry
And i pray by the grace of God we no

What the fuck. Them niggas acting like
Fame is the only thing I want. Bitches is the only thing that's gonna come
You know that. I was getting that

they steal

And here comes Miss America she wonders if the stain shows
She lives inside a mirrorball no wonder that the fame grows
Here comes Miss

face, you see 'em  runnin' for the fame

Ay
My nigga crip, but every time he mad
He color the city in red
Fuck all this fame, gimme the bag
You know ima

of my life
So I just live with it

Picture it

Envision the life that you wanna live
See your life on the wall of fame
Put your vision in a frame

Picture

You can hate on my name
You can hate on my fame
You'll get jealous of my name
You gon' hate anyway
Hate on my name
You'll get jealous of my fame
You

It's not okay
It's not okay
I wanna hide
And the world will not know my name
'Cause it loves those people with fame
Someone tell me what is the aim
It's

Tin Soldiers

Stiff Little Fingers

All the Best

1983

soldier
He signed away his name
Tin soldier
No chance for cash or fame
Tin soldier
Now he knows the truth
Tin soldier
He signed away his youth

He

Chris Brown:

I'm a beast I'm a Blank  monster Hollywood livin good need to conquer, love the money love the fame but you know I need it all, Extend

Cold shoulder when Charlie in here 
I'm racking these chips by the bag 
They stop you, then punch em' and dab 
No running I'm calling a cab 
Right after

I am lured in by its wares and the promise of satisfaction
If only I could reach inside its frame
Then I would have my pick of the Vendors life aids

When I grew up there was a girl down the road 
I was five and she was seven years old
I knew one day that she would know fame 
Everybody would know