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And my say
"We the fame"

One thing we all adore, something worth for
Nothin' but pain, stuck in this
for fortune and fame
The one thing we all adore, something worth for
It's been nothin' but pain, stuck in this
Searching for and fame

we exist and breathe, some believe, currency comes to g's
Stresses half the ghetto, with comes greed
got me hot, when they shot me, plotted
My revenge to my ends, enemies gettin' dropped
Win or lose, red or blue, we must all stay

the game, nigga, never let the game play you
And for the fame, niggas, fast, that's a shame
What's the game, lost
Who our brain? Who can I blame?

The world seems strange at times, insane
I'm hopin' we can change with
I'm livin' blinded searching for a [Incomprehensible]
And I know death me, but I murder him first

And worse yet, with each breathe, I take, breathless
Is there a for a hustler with a death wish?
Cigar ashes, coaster, glasses
We mash on them jealous bastards a ski mask

I'm the first one to them, blast it, wrap them plastic
Bullshittin' got his ass hit, nothing left now
Treated like a was not for me
Nothin' but busters and bitches be beats, fake in fame

Block run and slugs, we throw back like hardballs
the gloves, no love for these fake desperadoes
And thugs, I bleed to envy, smoke and blow out their
Sipping Henney, drunk nights and hot
Cocking my heat, shootin' it

A wife on the run, of common blunts
Unconditionally to my gun, fulfillin' my destiny
On and one's desires, be pulling all my cabbage
Like priors, in the trance
Searching for higher, the fortune and fame

One we all adore, something worth dyin' for
Nothin' but pain, in this game
Searchin' for fortune and
One thing we all adore, something dyin' for
It's been nothin' but pain, stuck in game
for fortune and fame

Searching for fortune and fame, lost in the
A loss of the game life, with the cost of the game
forcing the change, mother fuck, flossing the chain
All of the blame to the part of this brain

That we never use, nigga, plus my heart is in
And if I lose, homey, bet I'm at it again
Outlaws don't die, so we stand
And if family a foe, all the fortune and fame

As I walk up in the crib, laid to my head
Say some rhymes to the angels, they bless my bed
Hope they me in a righteous way
Got a homie down, outta town, I sent him a kite today

Man, that hate in heart, you need to cleanse it, dog
for my downfall, and I can sense it, dog
I was passed down the street, fame like clocked
And keep aim, was up with a clock box
And I ran with the local gang

They say the light is faded, but shine in the dark
You can easy been a man, but you's a boy in heart
And some game that I got from generation of game
In the road of life, dog, we need to up lanes, think about it

One we all adore, something worth dyin' for
Nothing but pain, stuck in this
Searching for fortune and
One thing we all adore, worth dying for
It's nothing but pain, stuck in this game
for fortune and fame

I complain, I've seen my fair share of fame
It change me, then I've got this piece of change
I feel strange, I got so to the hood
That I finally got out
At it ain't feel good, I was just a baby

Still from slavery, when we struggle to shovel shit
nobody saved me, ghetto ain't made me
I myself, the poverty raised me, thinkin' ain't no help
I pray for my health, my mind, and my too
of myself, my grind and my family crew

Where one hand the other, no we ain't blood
We still brothers, the struggle is real
Nothing can steal what we build and remains the same
'Till the day we killed and that's real life, I was aimed to be
Love by my family tree, that's fame to me, how it

One thing we all adore, something dyin' for
but pain, stuck in this game
Searching for and fame
The one thing we all adore, something worth for
Nothin' but pain, stuck in this
Searching for and fame