Lyrics:
And I love that even though I'm just chasin',
Selfish ambition couldn't tell your boy nathan.
Watch out all you rappers cuz they finna let 'Crae in,
pull up with three K's, but I do not fuck with no Klan
Gang, gang, them boys not flexin' the same
I'm done with adjustin' to fame, pull up on your set,
God[02:48.54]Please protect that boy[02:49.48]Down there with seraph eyes[02:51.05]I'm terrified; terrorized by the lengths[02:53.44]Of my imaginative mind[02:54.85]Is
cloud distinguished by size
Interaction with the wise and civilized
The mind caused matter to fall into a center
A great deal of heat that'll radiate
a position
To meet Run-D.M.C and induct them into the motherfuckin' Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Run-D.M.C and induct them into the motherf- Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
Only hall of fame I'll
forever in infamy
The epitome of lyrical epiphanies
Skilfully-placed poems and carefully planned symphonies
Who would be ignorant enough to have
for Lionel
(Black ass nigga)
They be duckin' us niggas, shout out to Donald Sterling
Boy lets get a scrimmage, I'll cut some niggas, I'll bring
fall out (But we fall out)
Why you tryin to work if you gon' call out (Uh)
You gotta put in work (Put in work)
I been cooking every day (Every day)
paint on it
Florida Boy, politicking with the fangs on em
Bumping Uncle Luke, riding out to change the game on em
Tip toeing anxiety, straining for a sign
with a dream living life in a dream
Beam like there's a spotlight on me Blinded by shine that I bring to the scene
You see
Can't drown out my voice this
won't take the hate
When it's up in they own face
But okay with canceling people for more fame
Where's that sympathy
People hungry for that infamy
Showing
we're falling faster
Fall in to the great disaster
Is there anybody out there
That's not going insane?
Feel like we're falling faster
Fall in
away, but I'm bound by this
Like a chain, can't escape, wrapped around my fists
Fall out Boy, Fall Out Boy, blasting through some JBLs
All that noise,
of that candy
They see me with a lotta cars but they don't understand it
They say the never seen ya boy out here gettin' his grind on
Phantom, Bentley,
the lies
Wh-while they burn up in disguise
I didn't wanna live my life like this
I'm purely terrified by this
But one successful life decision
Could of made
thoughts sell in that pack
Boy my mom gon' cuss me out,
Runnin' her blood pressure so high
When that money comin' in slow
It'll be a couple homies that
thoughts sell in that pack
Boy my mom gon' cuss me out,
Runnin' her blood pressure so high
When that money comin' in slow
It'll be a couple homies that
And ain’t trying to sell my soul boy
For the fame and the money in the game
I do this by myself
Even though I fall I don’t cares I will try it again
And I
Hook:
Fame is not the game..its why I put it on my name..Soaring over unlimited levels..nothing was the same..Holy Spirit come in..let my appetite be
feel like I'm just the boy for real
I feel like Drizzy back in his mixtape days
OMG the boy for real (Zachary)
Yeah, I like to avoid all the cameras
interests me
How you could turn up dead
Like Fort Hood
U.S. Army infantry
Looking for fame
Receiving infamy
Hunting those
After the throne
Claiming they have
The very first of my kind
I'll be your mother fucking Dreg-star
I'll be yours, I'll be your Dreg, Dreg, Dreg star
I'm just a dead boy, Dreg boy, out of my
lame
But it's all ok cause one day people will be singin out my name!
Aye youngin in the game yeah boy that's me
Right now people don't even know about
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