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[Verse 1: Young
these haters, I'd kill 'em all if I could
Ain't scared of none of y'all, so you my aim good
Blowin bin in my Porsche 911
Just Ground Zero, on my way to kush heaven
Can't slow down, too much evil in my view
you wanna scream to God, but he can't hear you
And even if you did, this'll be his answer
you complaining about? It ain't like you got cancer
Do it for my niggas on the block that got it
First the love, then the hate, that a trap nigga's curse
I feel like the whole world hatin' on you
But what's the holdup? The world waitin' on you

(The fame)
I wake up and feel
Shit make you wanna squeeze your 'til it's empty
I'm standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherf-ckers

(The fame)
I up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so tempt me
motherfuckers envy

[Verse 2: Jeezy]
You to tell me from runnin' my big mouth
That I could chill here in this big
All elevator'd up, black floors
to sit around and feel like it ain't yours
Your conscience gotcha feelin' like you done wrong
But the say motherf-cker, we on
me, nigga, do you see this view?
See Ruth's Chris from here, what the f-ck's wrong you
Lookin' at my Rollie, yeah, it's almost
Bill Gates state of mind a automatic weapon
You might 'member me from puttin' on for the
Or back when it was on two, goin' for the
Opened up a few squares, opened up a few
Just to show keys open up doors
"Oh, we don't f-ck wit' no mo'" Why not?
The only I can figure, 'cause he on top

(The fame)
I wake up and empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til empty
I'm already on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake envy

(The fame)
I up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake envy

(The fame)

3: T.I.]
What up, world? time, huh?
Hey,

Lately, I been off and out of sight, out of mind
Ay, getcha bidne' right, and the hell up out of mind
I'm out my mind, tryin' to fix it 'fore I'm out of
Don't worry 'bout me, God got me, bruh, I'm doin'
Another year in prison, this is it for me
Tryna make it through the storm, should be makin'
No feelin' for me, keep ya pity and ya sympathy
Good or bad, take it like a man, meant for me
How I did it make 'em my spirit, they wish they could kill it
And they'll take it they can get it
Wanna see me fulla misery, walkin' wit' my head
"Let's decapitate 'im, then we'll see if he can his crown!"

(The fame)
I up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til empty
I'm already on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherf-ckers

(The fame)
I wake up and empty
Shit you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already on the edge, so don't tempt me
motherfuckers envy

(The fame)
I up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already on the edge, so don't tempt me
motherfuckers envy

(The fame) I wake up and empty
Shit you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't me
Fake motherfuckers

(The fame)