fame

I'm just tryna make hits for my niggas at war Even if, publicly, I lack the empathy I want the fame and the life that it comes with All of y'all can get it, homeboy, it's more than rap yeah I don't need niggas for support, I don't walk with a crutch And my thoughts my own enemy, got no time for these bitches Put my CD on and let it bang in ya ear 'Cause now you’re so caught up in the passion Had a dream I was counting racks So, I can't give up , you know how we livin' Ayy, fuck white America Struggling to hold on, the show must go on Rush without a soul, many will fall I stand alone, alone I'll be My watch is so disrespectful, haters so disappointed