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Young Jeezy

Claim To Fame

 

Claim To Fame

(álbum: I Might Forgive, But I Don't Forget - 2023)


Yeah
Yeah
J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League
Yeah

The ups, the downs, the highs, the lows
The love, the hate, the love, the hate, the pain (Pain)
You win, you lose, you lose, you win
You win, you lose, it's all just part of the game (Game)
You grind, you grind, you grind, you grind
You grind, you shine, until you build a name
You cap, you fake, you snake, until they need you
Claim to fame

I been known lil' Jay, I used to go to school with him
Lil' dirty niggas wasn't on shit
Least two times a week, wore the same outfit
Back when him and lil' Meat was on some same house shit
Right across from the ball court, 6-16
Back when Rod had the Volkswagen rabbit, it was clean
Him and Corey in that dusty blue Regal
Barely kept gas in that motherfucker
Headliner falling from the ceiling
Still act an ass in that motherfucker
Now he talking all the bricks, I remember rocks, nigga
All this motivation shit. What you think? You Pac, nigga?
You don't keep it one hundred, you don't rep the block, nigga
We love you like our own, but now you just an opp, nigga
Your lil' time running out, you better check your watch, nigga
I got a mixtape dropping, I'ma need a drop, nigga

The ups, the downs, the highs, the lows
The love, the hate, the love, the hate, the pain (Pain)
You win, you lose, you lose, you win
You win, you lose, it's all just part of the game (Game)
You grind, you grind, you grind, you grind
You grind, you shine, until you build a name
You cap, you fake, you snake, until they need you
Claim to fame

Yeah, look, look
Seen him on BET the other day
All that leather on like he Max Max or something
Real nigga always talking 'bout he real
Then why the fuck I gotta come and ask for somethin'?
Weren't for niggas like me, none of this would happen
Whole entire world would've thought that boy was capping
I'm a real nigga too, shit, I should've been the one
I am shining every day, shit, I should've been the sun
I ain't gon' lie that boy used to get a bag
Back when G Boy and Tone Capone used to get a half
Hop in Brent car, you used to take it there his self
Now he acting all funny that he got a lil' wealth
Nigga, you'll never be a legend like Biggie
Nigga, you'll never have a billion like Diddy
Nigga think he on top but he ain't went far
Nigga, you just like us, nah, you ain't no star

The ups, the downs, the highs, the lows
The love, the hate, the love, the hate, the pain (Pain)
You win, you lose, you lose, you win
You win, you lose, it's all just part of the game (Game)
You grind, you grind, you grind, you grind
You grind, you shine, until you build a name
You cap, you fake, you snake, until they need you
Claim to fame

feito

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