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Artiste : Babyface Ray
Titre : Famous
Yeah, yeah
(Okay Camrom)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You know a nigga just came back from London and shit, you know?

It used to be no furniture and now I got Chanel blankets when it´s cold (For real)
Pray for me ´cause it´s dangerous on the road (Pray for me)
I´m famous where I´m from (Yeah), I´m famous in the States (Yeah)
I´m famous overseas (Yeah) for soda my shit rose
Tryna see what a nigga claimin´, we gon´ wipe a nigga family tree
I brought it out to blow it, baby girl, she think she scammin´ me
I can´t ink a deal with rappers, man, this shit too much to handle me
Wockhardt in my Fanta drink, pop out, it´s a movie scene
Voices through the streets, niggas say what they gon´ do to me

Fresh since I was young, ask the ones who to school with me (For real)
Teacher say, "You way too smart, what you actin´ out for?"
You run it up, you hood rich, you think they turned to Alpo
I´m so used to this lil´ paper, count it with my eyes closed
They tell me put the syrup down, fuck it, I´ma die slow
When you born, you gotta go, you think I´ma cry? No

First advance, I ain´t buy no jewelry, fuck it, I´ma buy dope
Yeah, ayy
First advance, I ain´t buy no jewelry, fuck it, I´ma buy dope (Yeah)

Gotta figure out ways to triple this shit
First advance, I ain´t buy no jewelry, fuck it, I´ma buy dope
Yeah, gang-gang
You know I´m puttin´ on the gang, nigga puttin´ on for the family
First advance, I ain´t buy no jewelry, fuck it, I´ma buy dope
Mob, mm
The mob gon´ keep it tril
I can´t leave them ones behind, I´ma put on my folks

My first time I lost some money, shit, I damn near lost my mind
I could fuck it up a hundred times, I still won´t lose the grind
I got Rollies by the flavor, I don´t use it for no time (No)

Baby be lookin´ ´cause I´m shinin´, fuck one time, she say it´s mine (Oh, yeah)
´Bout that paper, do whatever, I get crooked, it get hard to walk that line
Man, that pill get hard to swallow ´cause my heart be on the line
He said he wasn´t gon´ drop me, fuck he walkin´ for that dime
Charged me for a coffee, ain´t no coffee up in mine
She just washed the money, had so much, I crossed her eyes
Had them shooters creep up from the side, don´t be surprised
Who you gon´ believe them or me? They tellin´ lies
Brodie, he ain´t Muslim, in the streets sellin´ pies (Uh)

You ain´t really trappin´ if you left the scale inside, nigga (Uh)
See it on your face, boy, how you really feel inside (Uh)
All the shit I been through, I´m just blessed I´m still alive, yeah (All the shit I been through)
Never seen me bitch up when it´s on, they scared to ride (Come on)
You know I´m the wave and I ain´t never made that ride (Come on)
You don´t ever see him but they talk just like a podcast (Come on)
Today I´m feelin´ good, I´m goin´ shoppin´ with your fine ass
I just wanna show you off, your ex called, fuck ´em, you blow him off
Fuckin´ with the boy, how? Niggas must be smokin´ soft (Yeah)

Rendted for the whole night and I got some more to toss
Valet my shit, pull it to the front and don´t cut my motor off
Told that bitch, "Look, you can scam or roll, tell me who the boss?"
Proud ´cause I be standin´ on the business they ain´t see me call
Top for real, don´t piss me off
These niggas be CB4
Sleepin´ on me, okay, bet his ass won´t sleep no more
You know I´m a G, stickin´ to the G code
Gotta keep her neat, tryna dodge a RICO
Schools with Travis Scott, Burberry peacoat
Shawty brought two friends with her, now I´m 3-0
I been countin´ all day, sorry, I ain´t leavin´ home

She´s hurt with the game, now it´s hard to leave me ´lone
Gotta be the nice guy, drugs got me thinkin´ wrong
Play wtih mine, we blinkin´ out, we sprayin´ up the
Face, haha, face, face mob, nigga
You know what the fuck goin´ on
Live from the corner suite