fall of fame

歌詞

These days all them rappers worry about how much like they get on the last post Ray Charles them rappers I got my third eye open cyclops All the lame bars are melting just like snickers you bite off Yall bitches tryna suck my dick but you only get licking my ball No one can never be baking me On a private jet bathroom vacancy Let MC’s in rest in peace We on time and you got the latency I ain’t got time for jealousy Up in the smoke we are different in the chart my legacy I’ve been a child got charge on my destiny I got my property fuck being celebrity I’m the dream ya ain’t even wishing it I’m the drug ya’ve been twitching in it If you bout it bout it bring in it Fake one alive where I’m sick of it Decease your ninjas like hobby I’m still in chieffin like bossing Act like you know better lost it The fame killing you slowly Runnin my ninjas runnin my bands runnin with my click Non of you fake one can’t even fuck with me I’m the really legit We shine in hell and heaven all them bad bitches sucking the drip They’re lovin dopamine I know it’s last shot I rather to hop in the jet If I wanna be a famous, bring my gun on train and shoot you Might be blameless post vid get buzz on YouTube They don’t wanna be a nameless kill your suspect usual I might be a greatest filp the bad bitch on the mattress like judo Pump the base bitch get off my way My gang gang are never obey Filp the shit get yen all day Even your daughter say my name Jp chronic been home made My ninjas live it up DOA While your ninja kriko bang I shot your head like be cobain My dream came true while you ninja kind of sleeping All the rich bitch tryna suck my dick for a reason I bought whole line when it traffic My ninjas on the phone talking big biz In this cryptographic Runnin my ninjas runnin my bands runnin with my click Non of you fake one can’t even fuck with me I’m the really legit We shine in hell and heaven all them bad bitches sucking the drip They’re lovin dopamine I know it’s last shot I rather to hop in the jet If you got hell of money throw it up throw it up throw it up throw it up All them models are popping the bottles pour it up pour it up pour it up Put your phone down don’t have to share but enjoy your moment now Even you struggle to have it all them devils loving it falling down Sold my soul long time ago I bought it back stock is gone up summersalt There’s Many man I’m the one aiming head cause we’re shooting star Every club turn it up cause they know who we are Money just follow me everywhere we go All you copy and paste ninjas better working at kinko’s Stucking paper up like nothing that’s only thing they know Make nothing to something that’s only deal we go Runnin my ninjas runnin my bands runnin with my click Non of you fake one can’t even fuck with me I’m the really legit We shine in hell and heaven all them bad bitches sucking the drip They’re lovin dopamine I know it’s last shot I rather to hop in the jet Runnin my ninjas runnin my bands runnin with my click Non of you fake one can’t even fuck with me I’m the really legit We shine in hell and heaven all them bad bitches sucking the drip They’re lovin dopamine I know it’s last shot I rather to hop in the jet