Famous

(альбом: III - 2010)

[Hook]
I know you're hating on me because I'm famous
I know you're hating on me because I'm famous
I know you're hating on me because I'm famous
Let them all know what my name is

[Verse 1]
I know you're hating on me because I'm famous
So I got mortgage and moved from them haters
Yeah I keep it old school with no blazers
All around my star in the hood's where my base is
Get mine early, but I'm in the latest
I ain't gotta spend a penny cause of my status
And I got a pretty little something, she's dangerous
When it comes to girlfriends, I keep mine nameless
Worst when I wanna roll like I ain't famous
Yeah my chain got popped outside faces
Pricks must've seen that bling in the pendant
Next day I got it back, cause I know majors
Back to my music, back to my papers
Back to the paparazzi stuffing our faces
Back to my boy who's discussing my wages
One by one I rub em out like erasers

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I came from the grime house, now I'm on the mainstream
Some say I lost it, nah I'm on a whole keys
Like I never made underground with kofi
That's why I be bossing them around cause they know me
Now let me proceed, them man are driving at a slow speed
I'm tryna lap em like I'm running from the police
Them man are tryna be the old me
They're chilling back in '03, while I'm on the podium with trophies
Yeah and I'mma go all out
I'm in black but my diamonds are all out
So take time or we'll fall out
I ain't buying your cheap tool but I can afford that
Yeah, you do you, let me do me
Had a couple number ones, let me get three more
Or maybe that's greed
Third album, third strike, everything's three

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Why'd you wanna hate for? You ain't gotta see me
I ain't in your real world, I'm only on your TV
I ain't in a Bentley, I'm only in a TT
I don't ring your girl but she hollas on the BB
Living like a rockstar, born in the 80s
Certified, I top charts, I ain't doing maybes
That's why I be asking em "how we looking lately?"
Cause they never answered, I'm taking it as flee G, flee
Yeah, now I'm heavy round an atlas
Good CV, but I'm looking for a night shift
That's when the real star shines bright
I done told them I'm looking for a hat trick
Flee gang Stryder, and now I'm famous
Even my ex-girlfriend's little niece knows what my name is
Different level, different stages
In the hood, I'm on the A-list

[Hook]