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[Verse 1: Young
these haters, I'd kill 'em all if I could
Ain't scared of none of y'all, so you my aim good
Blowin bin Ladie in my 911
Just left Zero, on my way to kush heaven
Can't slow down, too much in my rear view
Sometimes you scream to God, but he can't hear you
And even if you did, this'll be his answer
you complaining about? It ain't like you got cancer
Do it for my on the block that got it worse
First the love, the hate, that 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 squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't me
motherf-ckers envy

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

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

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

(The fame)

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

Lately, I been off and out of sight, out of mind
Ay, getcha bidne' right, and stay the hell up out of
I'm out my mind, to fix it 'fore I'm out of time
Don't worry 'bout me, God got me, bruh, I'm fine
Another year in prison, promise is it for me
Tryna make it the storm, should be makin' history
No feelin' sorry for me, keep ya pity and ya
Good or bad, take it like a man, meant for me
How I did it make 'em hate my spirit, they they could kill it
And they'll it however they can get it
Wanna see me fulla misery, walkin' wit' my head
"Let's 'im, then we'll see if he can wear his crown!"

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

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

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

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

(The fame)