M.T.V Lost Files

Fame Junior

Tryina
Tryina
TryinaTryina make something
Tryina make something
Tryina make something
Tryina make something
Tryina make something
Tryina make something great
Tryina make something great
Tryina make something great outta
Great outta
Tryina make something great outa every
Great outta
Tryina make something great outta
Okay huh
Tryina make something great outta everything good that he had
That god have him
Staring in a mirror
At himself up like he was star gazing
Was wayyy up I felt blessed
Destined to shine like nothing that came before me so I felt next
But as fate would have it even though I thought my tapes were savage
They ain′t really had what makes em maverick
And I ain't really had what it takes to grab it
Started feeling like my great was average
So I disappear tryina chase the magic
Making a habit
Outta making sure
Every brave war scripts I laced the baddest
Gave them more hits in place of wackness
Stayed in doors spliff in case the madness
Got to me and I sold out with my own clout tryina taste the lavish
Lifestyle of these rappers
But my smile will be backwards
So I chose the freedom
And got with fame
And went buck wild on these bastads

You good suicyde?
Just hit the light off there

Off the camera
I′m holding all the cards while you jokers show me your hands
I've dealt more hands than Leo davic vetruvian man
Pardon me pardon the swag pardon the arrogance
Had you been in my shoes
We wouldn't have heard the end of it
So do you blame me for not mingling with none of yall
Side stepping vibes
Collecting and not connecting with hoes
It′s a rarefied air I′m breathing
By the time we fly in
Rare occasions we G-Four landing
Luggage in a different whip than I'm in
But look at yall
The symbol of fading glory is striking
Bitches use to get to laughing
Now I′m looking at them like hey what happened?
It's quiet humbling
Yall fake gold and platinum plaques
You don′t need me to tell you money don't come from raps
It′s how you monetise not how you monopolise
Got my feet up
Puttering around in Abaco in Bahamas
I still don't owe shit just stock options
In a company with a boat I can use on occasions
All registrations pointing to Belize
Unapologetically being ourselves
Even when it's politically incorrect
Even when it hurts the politically connect
Speaking of connects lately I just don′t mix myself
Ducking the Marilyns the Monalisas and Genevieves
All kinds of link ups
Cause even friends start to hiss
All I care about is buying the you ain′t seen one of these
So when you see me and I don't speak you know what time it is
It ain′t that big of a deal I'm off everything yall on
I′m Mike Vick how I dribble you all
I'm Mike Vick how I dog these hoes
I roll alone but niggas looking at me like squad goals
Rich source of whispered curiosity on road
We over here if you looking for us
That means we eavesdropping
And if we eavesdropping then there′s no need looking for us
We dig up your grave then tell you die again
Real niggas real shit we give you the burn like Andrew Tate
I'm God's favourite one of his trusted soldiers
Don Corleone willing to die for the existence bestowed on us
Who else you gonna run with the truth is us
They never believed in us now they see us they don′t believe it′s us
Outboxing every box we in
Out scoring every score we in
Box office everything music fashion and film
Out to prove wrong whoever said we'll do wrong motherfuckers
I yes sir and no sir with the best of them
Duck and delay with the best of them
Driven outta embassies in cars with no emblems
Credit good no kids two nieces one nephew just blessing them
I could write a story
Look how far we came from Minute Maid to champagne glasses
Ducking girls off backstage tryina find passes
Graduating without making classes
Written off the class sick now we making classics
Life′s looking like a rare fabric
Looking like a Taylor Swift release week
Deliberately over delivering
And all that belligerent doesn't hold when it′s time to throw hands
It's no rocket science to let the paper exchange hands
I dress better rap better my girl better and I get to the bands
What you broke niggas do mhh let′s see probably break dance
Yea
How yall got a record deal but we live better than yall
We fly better dress better date better eat better
We sleep better and we rap better
Life's better be better
Gone

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