C-Sick - FAME lyrics

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C-Sick - FAME lyrics

Splash, splatter at the mad rappers Spilling liquor, got a bad habit Put your money back son I'd rather shat a little whack dreams And your chitter chatter really isn't mattering The couple dougies, cook her f** her up and put them on a platter f**ing jay you dela, son is small and fatter I be lankey taller, and we balling pa**ing Rhythm off with a bat Lot of motherf**ers all talk on the track This apocalypse, rap smash they all whack Put them off the map, we laugh on Let the bottles crack, I let them swallow sack While I swallow the jack, I'm a little pa** my limit I'm hollering madness in the whip mashing Hundred five on the dash, cut the gra** low Fin the k**er snake a** Fame, get that money so it ain't a problem So the b**hes holler for the fame Double your cup, what? Get your buzz up You know that you bugging for fame This what they want right? This what they want right? Give them that raw life, fame Give them that raw life, fame But that's tell them all Level headed, never fallen from grace Fame, never fallen from grace Swallow truth and spit it back in they face Fame, spit it back in they face I never had it, never fallen from grace Fame, never fallen from grace Swallow truth and spit it back in they face Fame, spit it back in they face f** with this I'm in the club and they bump my sh** Your b**h love my hits Chillin feelin jiggy wit' a bittie u talkin bout gettin' greedy Never showin' opposition any pity I ain't talkin' a lot, but you know i'm runnin' the city I ain't one to attack, u know dat my clique is with me Back of da lac, we rollin' some of that sticky weed a bomb Throwin' hunnids and fifties there ain't no takin' it wit me when i'm gone YES, THIS cinema vision is comin' strong Sweater weather whippin' the benz, I think not Came a long way from the hallway Get it how I live it I'm driven to k** it always All day, we ain't never takin off days Get the money while the song plays I minaj puts a couple of broads I call a foreplay Ridin' like a saddle no caddle like on a horseplay Fame, get that money so it ain't a problem So the b**hes holler for the fame Double your cup, what? Get your buzz up You know that you bugging for fame This what they want right? This what they want right? Give them that raw life, fame Give them that raw life, fame But that's tell them all I never had it, never fallen from grace Fame, never fallen from grace Swallow truth and spit it back in they face Fame, spit it back in they face I never had it, never fallen from grace Fame, never fallen from grace Swallow truth and spit it back in they face Fame, spit it back in they face

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