Fame
This is no regular page out of my rhyme book
This is a piece of my mind took
I think I'm in love with a girl but I don't know what love is
But I get this feeling inside
The ride or die type I can trust
When I turned a blind eye I musta struck pure gold
Such a match made in heaven
We can never pretend that there's isn't a connection between us
People seen us
Like how the hell he get a girl like that
A ten outta ten, real dime like that yeah
People think I'm only in to see you naked
But honestly I'm into this to see if we can make it
I never felt needed
Usually mistreated
I prayed to God, girl I begged and pleaded
If he didn't deliver I'd understand completely
I shrug it off like it's nothing but I cry discreetly
Cause every day it seemed to be a part of me is missing
I locked myself away and I developed tunnel vision
That's when you came around and shit begin getting different
That's when you helped me realize there's a reason for me living
But I never listen (listen)
There's nothing left to do
I'm moving on, so long
It's crazy, ain't it
What we do to be famous
I can't believe I'm still around
When we want what we can't have
We're risking it all
Sacrificing what matters, it's a sin it's a shame
What we do for the fame
Why stop, why not just keep going
It's my time, just watch, I won't blow it
Till my coffins bought and buried six feet deep
You're gonna hear me speak
I'm sorry if my attitude ain't always on fleek
I'm sorry if my music gets depressing when I'm weak
I'm sorry if we're homies and haven't talken in weeks
Cause honestly I'm dying for a good night sleep
But I'm thinking bout my pops who passed away in December
It's the time of the year right now, I remember
In the hospital room crying all over my sweater
Singing Christmas carols just to help him feel better
And the doctor says I'll see him again
But how am I to know that
I ain't giving in, I don't wanna let go yet
I wanna make him the proudest grandpop in the world now dammit
So the more I damage these beats
The more emotion I put into my songs
How many more people do I gotta prove wrong
My own father don't believe in this shit
Real cruel world, thoughts of leaving this bitch like, bang
How I could end it all in a minute
Or should I stick around and see what's going on it
Then my friends walk in and the lights turn on
I think it myself, like I don't really wanna die young c'mon
But I never listen (listen)
There's nothing left to do
I'm moving on, so long
But I never listen
I wanna fly so high
My oh my
This is a piece of my mind took
I think I'm in love with a girl but I don't know what love is
But I get this feeling inside
The ride or die type I can trust
When I turned a blind eye I musta struck pure gold
Such a match made in heaven
We can never pretend that there's isn't a connection between us
People seen us
Like how the hell he get a girl like that
A ten outta ten, real dime like that yeah
People think I'm only in to see you naked
But honestly I'm into this to see if we can make it
I never felt needed
Usually mistreated
I prayed to God, girl I begged and pleaded
If he didn't deliver I'd understand completely
I shrug it off like it's nothing but I cry discreetly
Cause every day it seemed to be a part of me is missing
I locked myself away and I developed tunnel vision
That's when you came around and shit begin getting different
That's when you helped me realize there's a reason for me living
But I never listen (listen)
There's nothing left to do
I'm moving on, so long
It's crazy, ain't it
What we do to be famous
I can't believe I'm still around
When we want what we can't have
We're risking it all
Sacrificing what matters, it's a sin it's a shame
What we do for the fame
Why stop, why not just keep going
It's my time, just watch, I won't blow it
Till my coffins bought and buried six feet deep
You're gonna hear me speak
I'm sorry if my attitude ain't always on fleek
I'm sorry if my music gets depressing when I'm weak
I'm sorry if we're homies and haven't talken in weeks
Cause honestly I'm dying for a good night sleep
But I'm thinking bout my pops who passed away in December
It's the time of the year right now, I remember
In the hospital room crying all over my sweater
Singing Christmas carols just to help him feel better
And the doctor says I'll see him again
But how am I to know that
I ain't giving in, I don't wanna let go yet
I wanna make him the proudest grandpop in the world now dammit
So the more I damage these beats
The more emotion I put into my songs
How many more people do I gotta prove wrong
My own father don't believe in this shit
Real cruel world, thoughts of leaving this bitch like, bang
How I could end it all in a minute
Or should I stick around and see what's going on it
Then my friends walk in and the lights turn on
I think it myself, like I don't really wanna die young c'mon
But I never listen (listen)
There's nothing left to do
I'm moving on, so long
But I never listen
I wanna fly so high
My oh my
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Writer(s): Michael Mcgovern
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