Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases
Everybody acting like they're famous
We so famous we don't pay stamp tax/
87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks
Got that deep love
To get rich and famous,
Even the famous know how hard it be
The good kid from the ugly city
But one day that book will be famous
Say a grown man can separate lust from love
Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was
Too many situations, too many people getting famous
And that's how you get famous
On the slow jam of love
He's not famous, throws pussy fits, obviously brainless
He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his
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