Famous (I'm The One)

Ju-ju-june on the beat
June on the beat
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I’m famous
Closet full of fly shit, that’s what them bands did
Niggas hatin' on me, it don’t even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I’m famous
Closet full of fly shit, that’s what them bands did
Niggas hatin' on me, it don’t even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
I’m just clearin' my vision
Pushin' the to count millions with niggas
The homies ain’t put you on, blood, remember them nigga
Paperwork surfaced, quit defendin' them niggas
Y’all pretend to be killas but keep it jiggy
Drum on the yeeky is iggy, it’s litty, that bitch pretty
Sacramento nigga been standin' up for the city
With the right to bear arms we blammy’d up in the city
You hear me? Keep a roll of pink 50s, all crispy
Way of life risky, I could sense some shit fishy
Dope on the digi, we bag it then ship it out
We hoppin' inside of foreigns, we bagin' and spinnin' out
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I’m famous
Closet full of fly shit, that’s what them bands did
Niggas hatin' on me, it don’t even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I’m famous
Closet full of fly shit, that’s what them bands did
Niggas hatin' on me, it don’t even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
Shout out to Mozzy, I just jumped out of Masi
With a Draco and a Louis and the gang in the lobby
Still rich wit' me, I never left nobody
I done made niggas rich and you ain’t help nobody
And this blood on my name nigga, fuck the fame nigga
So plan your funeral, 'cause that come with my chain nigga
And the bitch wanna fuck for some change nigga
How much? To me that shit peanuts, but that’s lame nigga
Big gangster, no bandana though (none)
I took my bitch from Oakland (what else?)
Had a threesome with my Atlanta hoe
Lamb truck, but I really want the Phantom though
Rich nigga, fuck I’m thinkin', I can have 'em both
She just wanna fuck with me cause I’m famous
Closet full of fly shit, that’s what them bands did
Niggas hatin' on me, it don’t even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I’m famous
Closet full of fly shit, that’s what them bands did
Niggas hatin' on me, it don’t even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
He just wanna fuck with me 'cause I’m the one
He got all the drugs and I got all the guns
He know I’m from Detroit, he know I get the job done
I pull up with them bitches, them niggas go crazy for
DeJ Loaf, little smooth ass DeJ Loaf
Have a nigga on the leash, he do what I say so
Left the Ghost runnin', I might pull up in a Tank though
Got these bitches feelins like a race horse
From the D to the A to the Bay
That’s me
No way, no sir, I don’t let the fame get to me
But you’ve gotta be kiddin' me
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I’m famous
Closet full of fly shit, that’s what them bands did
Niggas hatin' on me, it don’t even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
She just wanna fuck with me 'cause I’m famous
Closet full of fly shit, that’s what them bands did
Niggas hatin' on me, it don’t even make sense
Put the Rollie on my wrist so they know what time it is
Ju-ju-june on the beat
June on the beat