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Lef fuck it up
Let me tell you a story real quick
From last summer yeah real shit
I shoot bars yeah that still kick
See I'm not alike these dream

on me
Aint gonna cuss but I'll end up in her dungarees
I'm really locksmithing any little key's a game
I got a soul that I'll never sell for any fame

number
I just dropped the top up in the summer
Living life without you been a
Yeah its been lit
Cant een' lie girl you know I'm on real shit
By my side you

can ask around
It's known I'm well-renowned
Still waiting to be crowned
My fame gon' be newfound
W-W-Wanna leave a stain in the game
B-Break your back

Here N' Now

Onyx

Bacdafucup

1993

beat up, BY THE COPS
But that can't stop, the kids are so HIP-HOP
Roof to roof top - dropped; the eight count
DEAD!  Dead on arrival, forget the fame

place like home 

Ain't no place like home
Ain't no place like home 

I done got use to the game 
I done got use to the fame 
I don't got use to these

you game
Tools to get rich but my nigga you rather take the fame
I think a lot of shit is lame but to each it’s own
I took the money from the temp job

leaves in the Autumn
I wanna shine like the summer, which one of these is my seasons
You  know I come from the bottom, we hustle til' we're not breathing
I

dividends
Lurk in the shade in the cut is where trigga stands
Hurting the game all the pain is my vigor pen
Yeah
They told me the fame is a pain but I told em

coming
Nobody did
But now millions have seen it
It's right up there on the internet
And Randy's thrown a perfect game
He's in the Hall of Fame
But he

and fame 
See it's all a game 
Now things don't feel the same but who's to blame
I'm a student of the game 
Maybe one day they'll learn the name
 
Spittin'

Incompetent competition couldn't handle
The pain inflicted by the wrath of my
Insane lyrics and pen game
And ended up entangled in shame
Incompetent competition

around lames
Charge it to the game
A nigga got flame
And that what he gets for thinking he had rank
Nigga don't come on my block with that shit start

a rope wrapped around my neck
Now our love dead
Feel summer making these days more short
Like I'm here for half the game, I ain't see the full court
She

want to have to get buck
I'm not phased by what you say
Cause I know I can take you any day
You think this is a game
Well call your play
You don't know

And the raindrops (Gotta dodge)
Thinkin' 'bout my nigga Nip like
Look what fame got
Sick as hell they out here praisin' rats
Look at the game now (Look at the game

down all over town
Lowriding and we claim the fame
The Infinite Mass on top of the game
And that is why I walk with my head up
And when I hear wack

and the fame and the game is real
You only get to keep what you can steal
It's all for the taking, cop you a feel
Gotta create your own ideal
Life will go by

they're singin' my name

Well that's a shame
Ah man it's the fame

But I do what I wanna do
And I see what I wanna see

I be who I wanna be, I do

Lovin'

they're singin' my name

Well that's a shame
Ah man it's the fame

But I do what I wanna do
And I see what I wanna see

I be who I wanna be, I do

Lovin'

the street fame , we learned to peep game
now we trained , we runnin circles round your reign
easy does it, yea we loved it, as we dubbed it
now we have a blue

serene in your eyes
So what were the days for
By falling through our hands
Knowing we'll want more
The longing plays again
When all this time
I swam in

son spoiled, don't like nothin' else but Rick Owens
Billionaire ties, got a sponsor by Rihanna
Four band bag, it say Loro Piana 
In one night, I used

practised so hard, I'm sweating so hot, Shooting shot
Get in shape, till it's late, in the summer
So I said to myself
I will never not beaten by you this day