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Young Jeezy
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F.A.M.E.
Yeah
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, 9/11
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 disaster
Fuck you 'plainin' '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's just a trap, nigga's curse
I bet ya feel like the whole world hatin' on you
But what's the holdup? The whole world waitin' on you
(The fame)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' 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 standin' on the edge so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
(The fame)
You mean to tell me from runnin' my big mouth
That I could chill here in this big penthouse
All elevated up, black hardwood floors
Just, just to sit around and feel like it ain't yours
Your conscience got ya feelin' like you done somethin' wrong
But the flat screen sayin', 'Motherfucker, we on'
Pardon me, nigga, do you see this view?
See Ruth's Chris from here, what the fuck's wrong with you
Lookin' at my Rollie, yeah, it's almost seven
Bill Gates state of mind with a automatic weapon
You might 'member me from puttin' on for the city
Or back when it was on two, goin' for the fiddy
Opened up a few squares, opened up a few tours
Just to show niggas keys open up doors
'Oh, we don't fuck with Young no more', 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 standin' on the edge so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
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(The fame)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
(The fame)
What up, world?
Long time, huh?
Hey, look
Lately I been off and out of sight, seldom out of mind
Ay, get ya bidne' right and stay the hell up out of mind
I'm out my mind, tryin' to fix it 'fore I'm out of time
Don't worry 'bout me, God got me, bruh, I'm doin' fine
Another year in prison, promise this is it for me
Tryin' to make it through the storm, should be makin' history
No feelin' 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 full of misery, walkin' with 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
(The fame)
I'm already standin' 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
(The fame)
I'm already standin' 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
(The fame)
I'm already standin' 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
(The fame)
I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy
(The fame)
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