Famous

(Zaytoven)
(Metro Boomin want some more)

Rags to riches, n- came from the bottom
Hood rats, now n- f- on models
Ridin' in the foreign, remember ridin' on MARTA
Grind got harder and my mind got smarter

I was gettin' bags for the cheap
When I ain't had money, I was robbin' n-
I was gettin' bags for the free
21 Gang, they were right beside me
And they still with me, n-, all on TV

Couple n- switched up, b- up
I can't go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber
I'm too, too player to put a b- before my brother
I'm too street smart, n-, to serve a undercover

Tryna clone a n- sh-, damn, woah
Used to drive a hotbox, sh-, Lambo'
Want a handout, sh-, mine broke
I grinded for this sh-, I grinded for this sh-

Can't change on my gang, n- still here
Kinda hard to change my ways 'cause the sh- real
N- rappin' 'bout sh- they ain't even lived
Lyin', I can hear it in their ad-libs

I'm poppin' P-, not Advil
It's kinda f- up what they did to Black, damn
If I catch him in the trap, I'ma whack him
I catch that boy in traffic, n-, I'ma whack him

Try to keep up with this fashion, uh
Makin' sure my kids happy, yeah
They dependent on their daddy, yeah
Tryin' not to let the streets distract me

I know it's bumps in the road like acne
Had to sell d-, I couldn't be an athlete
I'm a solid young n-, you can ask C
The internet ain't gon' help you, understand me

I'm a street n-, yeah, I'm famous
I'm a rapper, n-, and I'm gang-bangin'
Everybody kill a n-, what you claimin'?
Everybody get it with your n- flamin'
All these chains on a n- like I'm stranglin'
Ran off with your money, n-, guess we straight then
You knockoff gang-bangers ain't bangin'
In the hood every day, I'm hangin'

And I come through when the gang need
And I wear shades, so they can't see
And I pay them lawyers and the bond fees
One thousand, I'm beyond G

I put my main b- inside Givenchy
Still askin', "Can you front me?"
My old h- sayin', "Boy, you growed up"
P-, it got a n- slowed up

Too solid, p- can't disclose us
Went and seen Eliantte, and he froze us
I'm too street to walk around with my nose up
Especially to the n- knew me 'fore I blowed up

Savage Mode drop, now my price'll go up
Streets cold, n-, they ain't showin' no love
Get in front of judge and they fold up
Face shot, hit that boy with the whole dub

I'm a street n-, yeah, I'm famous
I'm a rapper, n-, and I'm gang-bangin'
Everybody kill a n-, what you claimin'?
Everybody get it with your n- flamin'
All these chains on a n- like I'm stranglin'
Ran off with your money, n-, guess we straight then
You knockoff gang-bangers ain't bangin'
In the hood every day, I'm hangin'

Couple n- switched up, b- up
I can't go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber
I'm too, too player to put a b- before my brother
I'm too street smart, n-, to serve a undercover