Famous Lyrics – QBuckets

Famous Lyrics by QBuckets

n#gg#s really dissing on the gang to get famous
If you see me out then I’m probably where the bank is
He gon catch a boot to the face like he shamus
Pass her to the gang I can’t cuff if you basic

Talking on the net but in person he won’t say sh#t
All you doing is making up excuses just save it
Heard that you backdoored your mans just to make it
Beam hit his eye I ain’t talking about Lasik

Heard you a rat you’re not welcome to the hood
Last n#gg# dissing on the gang in a wood
He said he gon step but I wish a n#gg# would
Just focus on yourself and your paper and you good

If he got a problem we don’t cut up likе a taper
We know that you a rat cause your namе on that paper
She blowing up my phone imma deal with her later
Take a trip to Florida heard they snapping like a gator

Smoking all this gas now I’m higher than the moon
n#gg#s know when we come in with the loudest in the room
I might have that n#gg# Trippin like a n#gg# took a shroom
I got a god on my side so you know I can’t lose

When I first start rapping everybody hit snooze
I was really down bad now I’m up counting blues
I don’t got no competition if you want to be real
I call my shooter big Ben cause he clutching the steel

I’m from the West but we call it 700
You can keep talking on a gang but I know you bluffing
I don’t care will she bring you know I am never cuffing
You got a lot of sh#t to prove when you really came from nothing

I ain’t got no girl cause I’m focused on the pape
If you’re not trying to get a mil I don’t think that we should date
I’m the hood hero and I don’t need a cape
I really don’t give a f#ck I’m a kill it one take

All my n#gg# shooters and we spraying like some mace
You know my record clean if they trying to build a case
You left me in the dirt now you Finna get a taste
You making all this music but it really is a waste

Shawty real cold and she got a slim waist
I really care about the mind I don’t care about the face
I’m a get a mil I don’t care how long it take
I knew that they would leave so I had to grab a rake

I’m a finally show you that these n#gg#s ain’t a factor
You ain’t really living with you rapping you a actor
You feeling what I’m saying cause I’m preaching like a pastor
You’re saying that’s your girl but the gang already passed her

You said you getting money but I’m getting to it faster
I’m running to the money I ain’t never need a ladder
This is not a game but Brody said he tagged her
I am not a king but I’m some like a master

They said I couldn’t do it so I showed him that I can
You claiming your scammer but you can’t flip a band
You flashing on this money but you can’t help your man’s
We got drums on these sticks I ain’t talking about a band

I’m really with them n#gg#s and they all about action
You know you really made it with your lyrics is a caption
Put him in the ring cause I know that he tapping
I can’t do a feature cause I know that he capping

n#gg#s really dissing on the gang to get famous
n#gg#s really dissing on the gang to get famous
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QBuckets Lyrics – Famous

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Famous