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Tytuł: Forget the fame

  • Wykonawca: Lil' Flip
  • Wy¶wietleń: 213

  
   (Lil' Flip)
  I come in the club everybody standin on the corner
  but me some weed, speed, or some marijuana
  you can get it right here or get it right there
  but when the laws pull up get away from 'round there
  niggas thinkin that the nigga changin
  just cause a nigga platinum be hanging
  I still got the same niggas that I'm with
  if a nigga owe me money we gon'shoot up his shit
  I use to sell work I use to sell pints
  but now I'm doing shit I gotta million in the bank
  I done made alot of moves and payed alot of dues
  nigga if you fuck with me, you might make the news
  now niggas get on T.V then forget they partnas
  the ones that keep it real come sharp with the choppas
  the one who drank and lean in they house
  them lil niggas be the one who represent the south uh
  
  (Chorus)
  I want the money
  I dont give a fuck about the fame
  no matter how rich I get Lil' Flip will never change
  I want the money
  I dont give a fuck about the fame
  I do this shit so I can have some pocket change
  
  (Lil' Flip)
  now everytime I come back somebody went to jail
  but they taught us dont go to school and fail
  I didnt go to college but its money in my wallet
  and I just bought a Jag '0 mileage
  and I keep a clip ya know I'm strapped
  and you was hatin on me nigga you might get slapped
  ya telophone tap'ed got the (?)matter of fact
  it dont look good for you to be standing on blocks
  nigga what about the cops rollin through looking
  and everybody know that you sellin and cookin
  so get yo mind right nigga stay out the streets
  you seen what I did, now I play with these beats
  
  (Chorus)
  
  (Lil' Flip)
  I'm like a hundred-dollar bill I'm hard change
  and now its funny everybody aint acting the same
  rule number one never tell these rats learn ya business
  rule two never ever burn by bridges
  I had niggas that was hatin now they in my face
  way before "buy the car, by the house", "diamondsNyaface"
  now they see me in the streets I wanna do a song
  nigga yous a hoe go back to yo home!
  cause you aint selling records dont get mad
  cause you see me ballin hard in a dropped Jag
  when you see me at the source chunk up the duece
  cause I represent the Cloverland jumpin out my Coupe
  I still be the same nigga on the scene
  I'm still gone be the only freestyle king
  
  (Chorus)