| All I ever want to do is get my loot up and campaign
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| 28 and I’m still breathing where I come from can’t complain
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| I’ve been mixing my elixirs it’s gone take away the pain then
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| Hit my partner like what’s happening in main
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| Tryna stay away from niggas who ain’t got nothing to gain
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| Or shifting loose cause yeah you know it’s all the same
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| Told my shawty hold me down she said I’m never finna change
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| So addicted to the life but it ain’t never been the fame
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| (Verse 1): Ray Li
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| I can hear that money talk to me
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| Can’t sleep
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| That president shit they be stalking me
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| Fuck police
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| Tuck em away up in the crib all neat
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| Like R. Kelly
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| Then stacking flipping stack again
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| Lets meet, way overseas and talk some cheese
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| And charcuterie, espressos over lunch
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| These hoes ain’t got no booty but that neck is what I want
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| Sliding through your section I ain’t flexing but I stunt
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| Heading to the studi need Peruvian for lunch
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| Uh
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| (Verse 2): Manu Li
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| Yo, Back from rehab
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| Straight to Maui
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| Then back into the lab
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| When I pray to God he don’t even hit me back
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| Then I prayed again he told me let’s go get a bag
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| I’m trying Jennifer you know I blew a couple racks
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| We working Jennifer to turn a guess to a fact
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| Yo I’m dying Jennifer the devil had me in his grasp
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| I’m flying Jennifer I’m finally feeling like I’m back
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| Now let’s get money
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| The voice in my head sound like Vince Scully
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| Seven bean salad someone said I’m rolling lucky
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| Life is a bitch I told that bitch I’m coming
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| (Hook):
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| All I ever want to do is get my loot up and campaign
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| 28 and I’m still breathing where I come from can’t complain
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| I’ve been mixing my elixirs it’s gone take away the pain then
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| Hit my partner like what’s happening in main
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| Tryna stay away from niggas who ain’t got nothing to gain
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| Or shifting loose cause yeah you know it’s all the same
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| Told my shawty hold me down she said I’m never finna change
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| So addicted to the life but it ain’t never been the fame
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| (Verse 3): Serk
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| You probably think you’re so chill, smoke, kill, big ole house on hill
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| Four hoes with no clothes, 24 inch rims
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| Gotta candy coated diamonds this the leather so they recognize
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| And all them hating motherfuckers never empathize
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| They see you enterprising, they see you in a bag
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| They rather see you locked up in some chains or on a sled
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| That shit it drive me crazy, like Dinero in the cut
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| These niggas party at your crib, come back and split your cut
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| That hot potato smokin major, choking major bleed
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| All cause your chain was dope
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| You made some dough, you made the league
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| We in the waiting room, we chaining smoke to wait and see
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| My nigga pulling through, he bullet proof he’ll make it G
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| And then the doc come out, his mama cry she made a scene
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| Her baby boy is gone, because he black and chase a dream
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| You in the danger zone, you chase around that failure, mane
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| You in the danger zone, you chase around that failure, mane
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| (Hook):
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| All I ever want to do is get my loot up and campaign
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| 28 and I’m still breathing where I come from can’t complain
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| I’ve been mixing my elixirs it’s gone take away the pain then
|
| Hit my partner like what’s happening in main
|
| Tryna stay away from niggas who ain’t got nothing to gain
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| Or shifting loose cause yeah you know it’s all the same
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| Told my shawty hold me down she said I’m never finna change
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| So addicted to the life but it ain’t never been the fame |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fame , by - Warm Brew. Song from the album Unforgettable Summer of 20 Somethin', in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп