buller (SE), Grayuboi, Kladd - For The Fame lyrics
[buller SE, Grayuboi, Kladd - For The Fame lyrics]
Man, I only do this shit for the fame
Man, I only breathe and live for the fame
(DJ BULLER)
Man, I hope you have a shit fuckin' day
Man, I got nothing important to say
Fuck the fans, fuck the fans
Only do this for the cash
Fuck the fans, fuck the fans
Now I’m runnin' up them bands
Ha! Our fans are nine
And I like to waste your time
Their money's mine and my lambo mighty fine
Man, I only do this shit for the fame
Man, I only breathe and live for the fame
Man, I hope you have a shit fuckin’ day
Man, I got nothing important to say
I don't love the fans
Cause I do it for the clout
Money, bitches, dudes
Yeah that's what I'm about
"But, please, GRAY" all the fans shout
Sit down, bitch and please, hear me out
I hate the fans, it's a simple deal
Love is fake, but money is real
You make my money and it's
Almost like a steal
I need money to pay for my meal
Man, I only do this shit for the fame
Man, I only breathe and live for the fame
Man, I hope you have a shit fuckin' day
Man, I got nothing important to say
I didn't start this shit because of you
It’s all for the fame
I don’t care who you are
Momma, look who I became yeah-eah ah
No-one ever really liked you
And you know that it's true
Only in it for the fame, yuh
Do nothing and get paid, yuh
Little Pump is getting played, yuh
Bully kids, that’s my game, yuh
Fuck, fuck, fuck the fans
You know I don't fuck with them
Only do this for the fame
You don't have to ask again
Fuck, fuck, fuck you
You know I don't fuck with you
When I’m dropping your name
They will be asking "Who?"
Ooh
For the fame, for the clout, for the money
(Hooh) scamming kids, yeah it's funny (Ha)
Go and cry to your mommy, bitch
Making merch, I sell it to the youth (Wooh)
Faking my persona for the views, cause
Man, I only do this shit for the fame
Man, I only breathe and live for the fame
Man, I hope you have a shit fuckin' day
Man, I got nothing important to say
Man, I only do this shit for the fame
Man, I only do this shit for the fame
Man, I only breathe and live for the fame
(DJ BULLER)
Man, I hope you have a shit fuckin' day
Man, I got nothing important to say
Fuck the fans, fuck the fans
Only do this for the cash
Fuck the fans, fuck the fans
Now I’m runnin' up them bands
Ha! Our fans are nine
And I like to waste your time
Their money's mine and my lambo mighty fine
Man, I only do this shit for the fame
Man, I only breathe and live for the fame
Man, I hope you have a shit fuckin’ day
Man, I got nothing important to say
I don't love the fans
Cause I do it for the clout
Money, bitches, dudes
Yeah that's what I'm about
"But, please, GRAY" all the fans shout
Sit down, bitch and please, hear me out
I hate the fans, it's a simple deal
Love is fake, but money is real
You make my money and it's
Almost like a steal
I need money to pay for my meal
Man, I only do this shit for the fame
Man, I only breathe and live for the fame
Man, I hope you have a shit fuckin' day
Man, I got nothing important to say
I didn't start this shit because of you
It’s all for the fame
I don’t care who you are
Momma, look who I became yeah-eah ah
No-one ever really liked you
And you know that it's true
Only in it for the fame, yuh
Do nothing and get paid, yuh
Little Pump is getting played, yuh
Bully kids, that’s my game, yuh
Fuck, fuck, fuck the fans
You know I don't fuck with them
Only do this for the fame
You don't have to ask again
Fuck, fuck, fuck you
You know I don't fuck with you
When I’m dropping your name
They will be asking "Who?"
Ooh
For the fame, for the clout, for the money
(Hooh) scamming kids, yeah it's funny (Ha)
Go and cry to your mommy, bitch
Making merch, I sell it to the youth (Wooh)
Faking my persona for the views, cause
Man, I only do this shit for the fame
Man, I only breathe and live for the fame
Man, I hope you have a shit fuckin' day
Man, I got nothing important to say
Man, I only do this shit for the fame
Man, I only do this shit for the fame