Famous Songtext
von Mazon

Came up
Remember when I wanted to be famous
Now I′m tryna elevate my game up
Hoping I can elevate the gang up
Hoping that my niggas never change up
It's funny how they always seem to change up
I just want a crib to pull the Range up
Shining like a chandelier, never put my chains up
Living like Mansa Musa, shoutout to my damn producer
Sorry, I′m so damn abusive to the beat


Low profile, elusive on the street
I don't need to hear no excuses when we meet
Did alot of talking
69th Street sold it right out my apartment
I was out Philly tryna pedal through the darkness
Learned first hand how the streets can be heartless
I was out Merrion Trace, blue paint buckets for plates
Shit, I prolly should have got a safe
Whipping up and down the interstate
By the time I get home, my baby mama probably be awake

Putting hella miles on the lease
Putting hella pounds on the street
Two thousand for each
Blessed with a good plug
Getting to the money never took much
Just a lot of focus, even if you're hopeless
I was still tryna make it happen when I wrote this
But I know its coming so I got to keep going
And I′d rather be enormous than to live life dormant
Student of the game, I just soak up and listen
When you′re on top they just want your position