Hall Of Fame

Jay Smoove

专辑：Hall Of Fame

LYRICS

作词 : Jonathan Ore

作曲 : Jonathan Ore

[Intro]

Niggas broke as hell

Ain't nobody gave me

You gon' hear my car rumble

(Meech)

[Chorus]

Niggas broke as hell, don't know how to hustle

Ain't nobody gave me shit, it was times I had struggled

Before I hit the block, you gon' hear my car rumble

A nigga up and running, you will never see me stumble

Wasted time with a bitch, hoping it would turn to something

When you really getting money, you see everybody hungry

It's times I'm alone and I sit back and wonder

I watched everybody change when I kept shit a hundred

[Verse]

They just looking at thе fame but not me as a person

I be dealing with these bitches, thinking 'is it really worth it?'

I used to take hella risks, I was never ever nervous

I get so high off drank, I be leaving the earth

Seen my momma yesterday and put five in her purse

I'm so high pouring up, I spilled lean on my shirt

I'm numb to everything but sometimes it still hurt

Take that shit to the chin, it could always be worse

My nigga called from the feds, in his voice I feel hurt

Put my momma on allowance, she'll never have to work

Order a hundred dollar plates and I still get desert

I put Gucci on the loafers, shit, and my t-shirt

I just want build a cuban, it's a nice piece of work

I'm in [?] pants, the jacket and the shirt

Sent her home broke as hell

Boy, all you do is lurk

I could really build her up, show a bitch her real worth

I feel like a superhero with the size of my ring

No cap, it's just me but I could sign a whole team

You a whole ****-sucker, been on eight different teams

Give a nigga eight clips, he get six different seams

Stack it up real tall, I want the coupes with the wings

Baby K out the window, it'll spit a limousine

She said want [?] she'll get some chicken wings

I really tryna figure out how everybody proud of me