Famous
Famous

Tau Jnr Tau, Elvé - Famous Lyrics

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Famous Lyrics

Man I'm really trying to be famous
Can't afford to spend my whole life chasin' papers
Man I'm really tired of being nameless
My target on a bag, don't test, I'm feelin' dangerous
Man I'm really trying to be famous
Can't afford to spend my whole life chasin' papers
Man I'm really tired of being nameless
My target on a bag, don't test, I'm feelin' dangerous
Count up the racks (Uh huh)
Let's get it, let's get it or die (Uh huh)
I profess (Yeah yeah)
Want my money next
Count up the racks (Uh huh)
Let's get it, let's get it or die (Uh huh)
I profess (Yeah yeah)
I want my money next
(Yeah, Uh) I'm getting what's mine
My bangers too polished, I'm ready to shine
I sweared to God that I had the shrine
One for the east, Kempton to Springs, I'm repping the 1 to the double five 9
This shit all the same
The way that I'm seeking the money and fame
It's one of the reasons I got in this game
Yes I do love it, but love ain't enough to keep a nigga sane
Eat up my words, I'mma give you a taste
My food for thought, it ain't going to waste
My raps are too godly, they're all giving grace
I speak the truth, now they think that I'm based
I run the show, this isn't an act
It's because a bunch of these niggas lack
The balls and integrity, to even step to me
They all just replicas, and I'm sold separately
Why do these niggas try get me all vexed
They do not know, I'm the one who got next
Can't understand what got all of them pressed
That's not my problem, I got my own stress
I'm bringing the change, that got me anxious
The type of changes that make me cook bangers (Bangers)
Tau, that's what the name is
I'mma be famous (Uh)
Man I'm really trying to be famous
Can't afford to spend my whole life chasin' papers
Man I'm really tired of being nameless
My target on a bag, don't test, I'm feelin' dangerous
Man I'm really trying to be famous
Can't afford to spend my whole life chasin' papers
Man I'm really tired of being nameless
My target on a bag, don't test, I'm feelin' dangerous
Count up the racks (Uh huh)
Let's get it, let's get it or die (Uh huh)
I profess (Yeah yeah)
Want my money next
Count up the racks (Uh huh)
Let's get it, let's get it or die (Uh huh)
I profess (Yeah yeah)
I want my money next
Strap on my shades
I feel blessed today
Eatin' cheese
And I'm sippin' on grapes
Busy chasing on my fame again
(Huh) Look at what a star I've become
Now all that's left is the fame and the guap
Oh I forgot
Sisadinga iBlow up
I can feel it, please believe in me, trust
Pull up on me I'mma bust
Ain't that your baby busy in the cut
She stalking me lately
Acting like I'm already famous
Had me in a mood right now
Got me on my run this town
Cross my knees hands down
Had a nigga run run, running from a meltdown
But she could still come and buss it down
Man I'm really trying to be famous
Can't afford to spend my whole life chasin' papers
Man I'm really tired of being nameless
My target on a bag, don't test, I'm feelin' dangerous
Man I'm really trying to be famous
Can't afford to spend my whole life chasin' papers
Man I'm really tired of being nameless
My target on a bag, don't test, I'm feelin' dangerous
Count up the racks (Uh huh)
Let's get it, let's get it or die (Uh huh)
I profess (Yeah yeah)
Want my money next
Count up the racks (Uh huh)
Let's get it, let's get it or die (Uh huh)
I profess (Yeah yeah)
I want my money next

Man I'm really trying to be famous
Can't afford to spend my whole life chasin' papers
Man I'm really tired of being nameless
My target on a bag, don't test, I'm feelin' dangerous
Man I'm really trying to be famous
Can't afford to spend my whole life chasin' papers
Man I'm really tired of being nameless
My target on a bag, don't test, I'm feelin' dangerous
Count up the racks (Uh huh)
Let's get it, let's get it or die (Uh huh)
I profess (Yeah yeah)
Want my money next
Count up the racks (Uh huh)
Let's get it, let's get it or die (Uh huh)
I profess (Yeah yeah)
I want my money next
(Yeah, Uh) I'm getting what's mine
My bangers too polished, I'm ready to shine
I sweared to God that I had the shrine
One for the east, Kempton to Springs, I'm repping the 1 to the double five 9
This shit all the same
The way that I'm seeking the money and fame
It's one of the reasons I got in this game
Yes I do love it, but love ain't enough to keep a nigga sane
Eat up my words, I'mma give you a taste
My food for thought, it ain't going to waste
My raps are too godly, they're all giving grace
I speak the truth, now they think that I'm based
I run the show, this isn't an act
It's because a bunch of these niggas lack
The balls and integrity, to even step to me
They all just replicas, and I'm sold separately
Why do these niggas try get me all vexed
They do not know, I'm the one who got next
Can't understand what got all of them pressed
That's not my problem, I got my own stress
I'm bringing the change, that got me anxious
The type of changes that make me cook bangers (Bangers)
Tau, that's what the name is
I'mma be famous (Uh)
Man I'm really trying to be famous
Can't afford to spend my whole life chasin' papers
Man I'm really tired of being nameless
My target on a bag, don't test, I'm feelin' dangerous
Man I'm really trying to be famous
Can't afford to spend my whole life chasin' papers
Man I'm really tired of being nameless
My target on a bag, don't test, I'm feelin' dangerous
Count up the racks (Uh huh)
Let's get it, let's get it or die (Uh huh)
I profess (Yeah yeah)
Want my money next
Count up the racks (Uh huh)
Let's get it, let's get it or die (Uh huh)
I profess (Yeah yeah)
I want my money next
Strap on my shades
I feel blessed today
Eatin' cheese
And I'm sippin' on grapes
Busy chasing on my fame again
(Huh) Look at what a star I've become
Now all that's left is the fame and the guap
Oh I forgot
Sisadinga iBlow up
I can feel it, please believe in me, trust
Pull up on me I'mma bust
Ain't that your baby busy in the cut
She stalking me lately
Acting like I'm already famous
Had me in a mood right now
Got me on my run this town
Cross my knees hands down
Had a nigga run run, running from a meltdown
But she could still come and buss it down
Man I'm really trying to be famous
Can't afford to spend my whole life chasin' papers
Man I'm really tired of being nameless
My target on a bag, don't test, I'm feelin' dangerous
Man I'm really trying to be famous
Can't afford to spend my whole life chasin' papers
Man I'm really tired of being nameless
My target on a bag, don't test, I'm feelin' dangerous
Count up the racks (Uh huh)
Let's get it, let's get it or die (Uh huh)
I profess (Yeah yeah)
Want my money next
Count up the racks (Uh huh)
Let's get it, let's get it or die (Uh huh)
I profess (Yeah yeah)
I want my money next

Writer(s): Nkosana Mashabela, Tau Jnr Tau
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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