Fortune or Fame
Oh this shit heat
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
Aye, aye, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeahhhhhh, uh yeah
Turn me up
Young nigga had to right his wrongs
Been living in the slums too long
Stay 10 toes down, stay strong
Got a mind of my own
Every path I choose, I chose
Do this by myself alone
I don't need no help, no no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it fortune or fame?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it fortune over fame?
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Is it fortune over fame?
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Is it fortune over fame?
Aye
Young nigga had to find his path
I remember they used to laugh
Same niggas laugh, now they wanna track
Niggas mad?
Don't react
Busy making the plans to my paper stack
Treasure hunting, I'm bout a bag
I ain't chasing your boujee ass
Rather chase me a Jag instead
Marble the floor because what I invest
Doing the most and ya'll doing the less
It's vintage from head to the socks to the sweats, aye
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I chose fortune over fame
Ohhhh, ohhh
Fuego
Young nigga had to right his wrongs
Been living in the slums too long
Stay 10 toes down, stay strong
Got a mind of my own
Every path I choose, I chose
Do this by myself alone
I don't need no help, no no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it fortune or fame?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it fortune over fame?
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Is it fortune over fame
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Is it fortune over fame
Woah
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
Aye, aye, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeahhhhhh, uh yeah
Turn me up
Young nigga had to right his wrongs
Been living in the slums too long
Stay 10 toes down, stay strong
Got a mind of my own
Every path I choose, I chose
Do this by myself alone
I don't need no help, no no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it fortune or fame?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it fortune over fame?
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Is it fortune over fame?
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Is it fortune over fame?
Aye
Young nigga had to find his path
I remember they used to laugh
Same niggas laugh, now they wanna track
Niggas mad?
Don't react
Busy making the plans to my paper stack
Treasure hunting, I'm bout a bag
I ain't chasing your boujee ass
Rather chase me a Jag instead
Marble the floor because what I invest
Doing the most and ya'll doing the less
It's vintage from head to the socks to the sweats, aye
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I chose fortune over fame
Ohhhh, ohhh
Fuego
Young nigga had to right his wrongs
Been living in the slums too long
Stay 10 toes down, stay strong
Got a mind of my own
Every path I choose, I chose
Do this by myself alone
I don't need no help, no no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it fortune or fame?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it fortune over fame?
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Is it fortune over fame
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Is it fortune over fame
Woah
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Writer(s): Shaun Holt
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