NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED! 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 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 just a trap nigga’s curse I betcha 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 fee
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