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[Verse 1: Jeezy]
F-ck haters, I'd kill 'em all if I could
Ain't of none of y'all, so you know my aim good
bin Ladie in my Porsche 911
Just left Ground Zero, on my way to kush
slow down, too much evil in my rear view
Sometimes you wanna scream to God, but he can't you
And even if you did, this'll be his answer
F-ck you about? It ain't like 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 feel like the whole world hatin' on you
But what's the holdup? The world waitin' on you

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

[Verse 2: Jeezy]
You mean to me from runnin' my big mouth
I could chill here in this big penthouse
All up, black hardwood floors
Just to sit around and feel like it yours
Your conscience gotcha feelin' like you done somethin'
But the say motherf-cker, we on
Pardon me, nigga, do you see view?
See Ruth's Chris from here, the f-ck's wrong wit' you
Lookin' at my Rollie, yeah, almost seven
Gates state of mind wit' a automatic weapon
You might 'member me from puttin' on for the
Or back 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 f-ck wit' Young no mo'" Why not?
The only I can figure, 'cause he on top

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

(The fame)

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

Lately, I been off and out of sight, out of mind
Ay, bidne' right, and stay 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
make it through the storm, should be makin' history
No feelin' for me, keep ya pity and ya sympathy
Good or bad, take it like a man, 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 fulla misery, walkin' wit' my down
"Let's decapitate 'im, then see if he can wear his crown!"