Famous

Famous (Explicit) - 21 Savage

Zaytoven

Metro Boomin want some more ni**a

Rags to riches ni**a came from the bottom

Hood rats now a ni**a f**kin' on models

Ridin' in the foreign remember ridin' on MARTA

Grind got harder and my mind got smarter

I was gettin' bags for the cheap

When I ain't had money I was robbin' ni**a

I was gettin' bags for the free

21 Gang they were right beside me

And they still with me ni**a I'm on TV

Couple niggas switched up bitched up f**k 'em

I can't go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber

I'm too too player to put a b**ch before my brother

I'm too street smart ni**a to serve a undercover

Niggas tryna clone a ni**a's sh*t damn woah

Used to drive a hotbox sh*t Lambo

Niggas want a handout sh*t mine broke

I grinded for this sh*t I grinded for this sh*t

Can't change on my game niggas still here

Kinda hard to change my ways 'cause the sh*t real

Niggas rappin' 'bout sh*t they ain't even lived

Niggas lyin' I can hear it in their ad-libs

I'm poppin' Percocets b**ch not Advil

It's kinda f**ked up what they did to Black damn

If I catch him in the trap I'ma whack him

I catch that boy in traffic ni**a I'ma whack him

Ni**a try to keep up with this fashion

Makin' sure my kids happy

They dependent on their daddy

Tryin' not to let the streets distract me

I know it's bumps in the road like acne

Had to sell d**e I couldn't be an athlete

I'm a solid young ni**a you can ask C

The internet ain't gon' help you understand me

I'm a street ni**a yeah I'm famous

I'm a rapper ni**a and I'm gangbangin'

Everybody kill a ni**a what you claimin'

Everybody get it with your ni**a flamin'

All these chains on a ni**a like I'm stranglin'

Ran off with your money ni**a guess we straight then

You knockoff gangbangers ain't bangin'

In the hood everyday I'm hangin'

And I come through when the gang need

And I wear shades so they can't see

And I pay them lawyers and the bond fees

Ni**a one thousand I'm beyond G

I put my main b**ch inside Givenchy

Niggas still askin'

Can you front me

My old ho sayin'

Boy you growed up

Promethazine it got a ni**a slowed up

Too solid p**sy niggas can't disclose us

Went and seen Eliante and he froze us

I'm too street to walk around with my nose up

Especially to the niggas knew me 'fore I blowed up

Savage Mode drop now my price'll go up

Streets cold ni**a they ain't showin' no love