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Young Jeezy

F.A.M.E.

 

F.A.M.E.

(album: Thug Motivation 103: Hustlerz Ambition - 2011)


(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League…)

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Fuck these haters, I'd kill 'em all if I could
Ain't scared of none of y'all, so you know my aim good
Blowin bin Ladie in my Porsche 911
Just left Ground Zero, on my way to kush heaven
Can't slow down, too much evil in my rear view
Sometimes you wanna scream to God, but he can't hear you
And even if you did, this'll probably be his answer
Fuck you 'plaining 'bout? It ain't like you got cancer
Do it for my niggas on the block that got it worse
First the love, then the hate, that just a trap nigga's curse
I betcha feel like the whole world hating on you
But what's the holdup? The whole world waiting on you

(The fame…)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standing on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
(The fame…)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standing on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
You mean to tell me from running my big mouth
That I could chill here in this big penthouse
All elevator'd up, black hardwood floors
Just to sit around and feel like it ain't yours
Your conscience gotcha feeling like you done something wrong
But the flatscreen say motherfucker, we on
Pardon me, nigga, do you see this view?
See Ruth's Chris from here, what the fuck's wrong wit' you
Looking at my Rollie, yeah, it's almost seven
Bill Gates state of mind wit' a automatic weapon
You might 'member from putting on for the city
Or back when it was on two, going for the fitty
Opened up a few squares, opened up a few tours
Just to show niggas keys open up doors
“Oh, we don't fuck wit' Young no mo'” Why not?
The only thing I can figure, 'cause he on top

(The fame…)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standing on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
(The fame…)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standing on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers tempt me

(The fame…)

[Verse 3: T.I.]
What up, world?
(Did you miss me?)
Long time, huh?
(Stop that)
Hey, look

Lately, I been off and out of sight, seldom out of mind
Ay, getcha business' right, and stay the hell up out of mine
I'm out my mind, trying to fix it 'fore I'm out of time
Don't worry 'bout me, God got me, bruh, I'm doing fine
Another year in prison, promise this is it for me
Tryna make it through the storm, should be making history
No feeling sorry for me, keep ya pity and ya sympathy
Good or bad, take it like a man, whatever meant for me
How I did it make 'em hate my spirit, they wish they could kill it
And they'll take it however they can get it
Wanna see me fulla misery, walking wit' my head down
“Let's decapitate him, then we'll see if he can wear his crown!”

(The fame…)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standing on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy

(The fame…)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standing on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
(The fame…)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standing on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy

(The fame…) I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standing on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
(The fame…)

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