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'For I Get Famous (feat. Cintentacion)

by J.E $osa

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'For I get famous I need some bad bitches That let me get up in that anus 'For I get famous I need some mad riches So moms could forget what pain is 'For I get famous I need get rid of them snitches Cuz I don't some extra fuckin cases 'For I get famous I need some ice like the fridges And Gucci drippin to the laces 'For I get famous I need to complete my mission Cuz momma need some muthafuckin papers 'For I get famous I need to get rid of these racists I need to see some fuckin changes No more brenda throwing babies No more number 10s in the making No chilling back or being lazy No more violence No more weapons for the fuckin childish No crystal meth weed clients I don't need that negative energy around me no more I got enough bad memories to make you go loko I regret every time they joke about using the four four I remember many rude lines from the po po And they confusing me for a cholo And oh no Being pinned to the ground for the first time I remember it as the worst time Cuz this curse that I'm on with Won't let me conquest Keeps me hostage In an unhealthy cottage Overtaking my conscious Gave me ninth sense Made a pirate In this hood For I grow up and die rich I need to make sure it's all good And I need to all this 'For I get famous I need to get rid of 'em rocks 'For I get famous I need to be BIG and 2Pac 'For I get famous I need no more 6's to be cocked 'For I get famous I need to be mixed in the top 'For I get famous I need a good bitch on my cock Before I get famous I wanna make a statement That I'll never go nameless I don't know how many times I gotta say this Yea either they love it or they hate it They always talk about me My name stay in they mouth like a damn mouthpiece Yea but y'all favorite rappers sounding like jokes I'm feeling like Bob Marley 'cause I want all the smoke For their rap career I got the smallest hope Said yo' girl loyal but she send me signs just like a horoscope Dick so good that it hurt her throat Nah but that was a joke But I need to fuck a bitch before I get famous The way that we ballin' got you wondering what the game is Yea that nigga said he hot No wonder why his ice melt I make her spread her legs then I become Mike Phelps That ain't Gucci that's just a light belt Nigga talkin' shit but he lackin' on his light bill Yea before I get famous, I want them to know who I am Before I get famous, I want 'em to know I'm the man Before I get famous, I want some real fans Before I get famous, I want Loui and Gucci And have my babygirl dripping And not from her coochie No Black Ops but this is my duty But once we get famous they'll be some groupies They just some actors but we ain't making no movies All facts and not one opinion

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