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[Verse 1: Young
F-ck these haters, I'd 'em all if I could
Ain't scared of of y'all, so you know my aim good
Blowin bin in my Porsche 911
Just left Ground Zero, on my way to heaven
slow down, too much evil in my rear view
Sometimes you scream to God, but he can't hear you
And if you did, this'll probably be his answer
F-ck you complaining about? It ain't you got cancer
Do it for my on the block that got it worse
First the love, then the hate, that just a nigga's curse
I betcha like the whole world hatin' on you
But what's the The whole world waitin' on you

(The fame)
I wake up and empty
Shit you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already on the edge, so don't tempt me
motherf-ckers envy

(The fame)
I up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's
I'm already standin' on the edge, so tempt me
Fake motherfuckers

[Verse 2: Jeezy]
You mean to tell me runnin' my big mouth
That I chill here in this big penthouse
All up, black hardwood floors
Just to sit and feel like it ain't yours
Your gotcha feelin' like you done somethin' wrong
But the say motherf-cker, we on
me, nigga, do you see this view?
See Ruth's from here, what the f-ck's wrong wit' you
at my Rollie, yeah, it's almost seven
Bill Gates state of mind wit' a weapon
You might 'member me from puttin' on for the
Or back when it was on two, goin' for the
Opened up a few squares, up a few tours
Just to niggas keys open up doors
"Oh, we don't f-ck Young no mo'" Why not?
The only thing I can figure, he on top

(The fame)
I wake up and empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so tempt me
Fake motherfuckers

(The fame)
I wake up and feel
Shit make you squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake envy

(The fame)

3: T.I.]
What up, world? time, huh?
Hey,

Lately, I off and out of sight, seldom out of mind
Ay, getcha bidne' right, and the hell up out of mind
I'm out my mind, tryin' to fix it 'fore I'm out of
worry 'bout me, God got me, bruh, I'm doin' fine
Another year in prison, this is it for me
Tryna it through the storm, should be makin' history
No feelin' for me, keep ya pity and ya sympathy
Good or bad, take it a man, whatever meant for me
How I did it make 'em hate my spirit, they wish they could it
And take it however they can get it
Wanna see me misery, walkin' wit' my head down
"Let's 'im, then we'll see if he can wear his crown!"