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[Verse 1: Young
F-ck these haters, I'd kill 'em all if I
Ain't scared of none of y'all, so you know my aim
Blowin bin in my Porsche 911
Just left Ground Zero, on my way to kush
slow down, too much evil in my rear view
Sometimes you scream to God, but he can't hear you
And even if you did, this'll probably be his
F-ck you complaining about? It like you got cancer
Do it for my niggas on the block got it worse
First the love, then the hate, just a trap nigga's curse
I betcha like the whole world hatin' on you
But the holdup? The whole world waitin' on you

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

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

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

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

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

(The fame)

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

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

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

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

(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
Fake envy

(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 envy

(The fame)