[Verse 1:Richie Biness]
Failure, not an option..
Hail mary from the shotgun
Can't get these knots with lost thread , either chase dreams or be caught dead
Ha,im stuck in this nightmare
Barely could reach whats right there
Ha im far from the glory but, but this my story
Land of the free
So why are we all servants?
I'd rather emerge in sea like something urgent
Where I can find peace beneath the surface and release these burdens
Getting so hot its making demons nervous
Gotta be famous
[Hook: Girl Singing]
I got to be famous
I got to be somebody
I got to be famous
I got to be somebody
[Verse 2: Richie Biness]
Big house
10 room mansion
No opera, need the the phantom
Big body not a catfish
Whip b**hes like a bad kid
Bad chick, good intentions
All natural no extensions
These are the things I fiend
I think I need an intervention
Heh my homies getting laid off
So I ain't taking days off
The struggle what made us
The hustle what pay us
They depending on me
Got to feed the team
My homies got to eat
Got to get a deal
I got to get a mil
Got to get my homies out these streets
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Richie Biness]
I..need your shorty an instant fan
After I tapped her twice like instagram
She pouring out her heart
I'm filling it with lies
She love me I could see it in her eyes
And it hurts much more to let her go
But my actions let her know
Don't got time to explain it
Dam I got to be famous
I'm feeling like
Nobody could stop me
I'm posing for pictures with the paparazzi
Rollie on, chain swinging, drank in my hand
They all want to be me cause I am the man