Famous

(Zaytoven) (Metro Boomin want some more) Rags to riches, n- came from the bottom Hood rats, now n- f- on models Ridin' in the foreign, remember ridin' on MARTA Grind got harder and my mind got smarter I was gettin' bags for the cheap When I ain't had money, I was robbin' n- I was gettin' bags for the free 21 Gang, they were right beside me And they still with me, n-, all on TV Couple n- switched up, b- up I can't go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber I'm too, too player to put a b- before my brother I'm too street smart, n-, to serve a undercover Tryna clone a n- sh-, damn, woah Used to drive a hotbox, sh-, Lambo' Want a handout, sh-, mine broke I grinded for this sh-, I grinded for this sh- Can't change on my gang, n- still here Kinda hard to change my ways 'cause the sh- real N- rappin' 'bout sh- they ain't even lived Lyin', I can hear it in their ad-libs I'm poppin' P-, not Advil It's kinda f- up what they did to Black, damn If I catch him in the trap, I'ma whack him I catch that boy in traffic, n-, I'ma whack him Try to keep up with this fashion, uh Makin' sure my kids happy, yeah They dependent on their daddy, yeah Tryin' not to let the streets distract me I know it's bumps in the road like acne Had to sell d-, I couldn't be an athlete I'm a solid young n-, you can ask C The internet ain't gon' help you, understand me I'm a street n-, yeah, I'm famous I'm a rapper, n-, and I'm gang-bangin' Everybody kill a n-, what you claimin'? Everybody get it with your n- flamin' All these chains on a n- like I'm stranglin' Ran off with your money, n-, guess we straight then You knockoff gang-bangers ain't bangin' In the hood every day, I'm hangin' And I come through when the gang need And I wear shades, so they can't see And I pay them lawyers and the bond fees One thousand, I'm beyond G I put my main b- inside Givenchy Still askin', "Can you front me?" My old h- sayin', "Boy, you growed up" P-, it got a n- slowed up Too solid, p- can't disclose us Went and seen Eliantte, and he froze us I'm too street to walk around with my nose up Especially to the n- knew me 'fore I blowed up Savage Mode drop, now my price'll go up Streets cold, n-, they ain't showin' no love Get in front of judge and they fold up Face shot, hit that boy with the whole dub I'm a street n-, yeah, I'm famous I'm a rapper, n-, and I'm gang-bangin' Everybody kill a n-, what you claimin'? Everybody get it with your n- flamin' All these chains on a n- like I'm stranglin' Ran off with your money, n-, guess we straight then You knockoff gang-bangers ain't bangin' In the hood every day, I'm hangin' Couple n- switched up, b- up I can't go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber I'm too, too player to put a b- before my brother I'm too street smart, n-, to serve a undercover