Lyrics:
(Infamy)
You say you wanna be friends but I'm tryna be more than that
I can leave my name on your body like a autograph
I be in the field,
/
Turn that up, that's my song/
With my girls, we all dimes/
Time to turn that beat on/
Ill autograph you with my kiss/
But first you gotta play my
it's realer in person
Where I'm from, young niggas killers, bitches strippers and nurses
Who ever knew they'd want my autograph, scribbled in cursive
traded autographs
'Cause son, my whole block was in Penny jerseys
I wore mine and it felt like the whole city heard me
Son, my whole block was in
they say I wouldn't make it
Now look at them, they want an autograph
Fuck a runner, run it up
Fuck a runner, run it up
The fuck is you talking
bloody murder, bitch, I autograph bitches
Know some niggas 'round my way that might spend all the cash with ya
Hope I treat you for a day then drop you
class clown to class king, now we ought to laugh
They say now you gone superstar, can I have your autograph?
And then I say yes, they too fake but I
mic
Pardon, the most humble of an autograph
The threaded needles of desert eagles and honors raps
The high of thinking you can find more
The balance
an autograph
For the last time
Nothing is ever for what is seems
Hear the words whistle
This simple tune
They will come at your with a silver spoon
How one
the math, peep the science (peep the science)
You want my autograph, kiss the hand, I'm your highness (I'm your highness)
Takes the work better, turn to,
see, you can see what you get
And I bet that you're all a little bit excited
If you need a autograph, honey, I can write it
I got girls worldwide
instructor taking over ain't no second guessing
indenting every paragraph period end of sentence
Ya learning from a legend for my autograph they begging
That
(Just a routine check mate
That's why we stoppin' ya)
Wow, this is the third time now, must be popular
Never knew I had fans here's my autograph
Hey what's that in the alley with a knife in her hand
I think it's that girl from the autograph stand
She looks kind of sad, does she understand
Platinum billboards in the hood of you playa haters
Try to sneak up in the club low key, fuck an autograph
Dog I'm tryna chill, you can catch me in
say they follow me 'cause they was Mac's number one fans
And all they wanted was some autographs, I dropped the gat
And started laugh, but why
kids be like "let me get your autograph"
bitches be like "ahhhh!"
ever since I said "here I go"
braids or not y'all
they know me wherever I
jackin' for beats when my rap hit the streets
I went to church and even signed my autograph for the priest
When my track was released, you noticed me
can’t
My gangs my family your all that I have
I'm a star, on the walls is my autograph
You don't like it so, you know where you can go
the streets are my
earthworms come
Out of dead flesh at the venue extra fresh
Autograph signing breasts
Every ghetto, every city, every borough
Every hood
It's all just
signed yet
But u know u got that autograph
Scripted in your heart yeah
I need more than that
I treat you like a peace of art
But honestly idk
I don’t
nge-break labantu ababuyela es’kolweni
You giving autographs elami iphepha lisainwa wumboweni
I don’t except props this is not a movies bro
Aw’ngaye itshiza
throwin' fours up (fours up)
At the shows, I'm signin' autographs, I got 'em all struck
I guess now if I hit a fan, that mean she really starstruck
While
portraits and autographs, last year was Mardi Gras
Inchin' I've been patient but you takin' too long
I need myself to catch up to who I become
No teacups
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