Andybemackin, Mr. Dorsey, Keo - Famous lyrics

[Andybemackin, Mr. Dorsey, Keo - Famous lyrics]

My latest got me feelin' Famous
Right now I'm faded
So catch me on your playlist
(Right now I'm faded)
I'm always grindin' hard
I'm gonna be a star
So catch me in that new car, on the boulevard

My latest got me feelin' Famous
(Got me feelin' Famous)
Right now I'm faded
So catch me on your playlist
(So you can catch me on your playlist)
I'm always grindin' hard
I'm gonna be a star
So catch me in that new car, on the boulevard
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Aye, yeah) i knew I would make it one day
(I did)
Now they wanna know how the victory taste
Mm m mm, I tell em' it's great (Mm m mm)
(Uh, huh)
Now they drooling all over my plate (I know)
Cuz they wantin' a piece of the cakе
(They do) yeah they wantеd a microwave
When they knew we had to bake a way
(When they knew we had to bake a way)
I been grindin' my life away
Might ball on you niggas, and fade away
(Might ball on you niggas, and fade away)
Light it up on a PJ
Forty two, what I sip on a weekday (Weekday)
(Woah) now you gotta go cut me a check
If we speaking too long
That's a fact, do you hear me? (Mm hmm)
Crab Island, I'm chillin' on top of a yacht
Sippin' quila', champeezy, and Henny

My latest got me feelin' Famous
Right now I'm faded
So catch me on your playlist
(Right now I'm faded)
I'm always grindin' hard
I'm gonna be a star
So catch me in that new car, on the boulevard

My latest got me feelin' Famous
(Got me feelin' Famous)
Right now I'm faded
So catch me on your playlist
(So you can catch me on your playlist)
I'm always grindin' hard
I'm gonna be a star
So catch me in that new car, on the boulevard

Once I send the dogs
It get hard to call em' off (Wooh)
Please don't make me send em' one time
If they hit it's going off (Aye)
Told em' once I'm going hard
I ain't never going soft
When you make it, where I'm from
Said It's hard not to be thankful (Listen)
Put my hands up in the
Air, I ain't goin' back, no I swear
(Dome) i used to trap out a vacant
Tryna stay low from the agents
(Come on, wooh)
They had me watching the people, the game
None of this shit is the same (Woah, woah)
Legal the strain, bury remains, and I
Ain't got time to explain, aye
(For real) ex still sad than a muh fucka
I ain't goin' back to the muh fucka
(Still, Pshh, no)
Lemme gon' take off, lemme go way off yeah
(Aye) they ain't let me in the building
So I had to kick down the door
(Door, mm hmm) open up, now they can hear me
(Aye) i make em' drop hit the floor

My latest got me feelin' Famous
Right now I'm faded
So catch me on your playlist
(Right now I'm faded)
I'm always grindin' hard
I'm gonna be a star
So catch me in that new car, on the boulevard

My latest got me feelin' Famous
(Got me feelin' Famous)
Right now I'm faded
So catch me on your playlist
(So you can catch me on your playlist)
I'm always grindin' hard
I'm gonna be a star
So catch me in that new car, on the boulevard

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