[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