work on Ur Fame

Intro Yo!!! listen up Too many of you are confused RapFame gives you the platform It does not give you a career Stop whining Start working Stop whining Start working Stop whining Start working Verse1 Before the Wi-Fi you had to bleed for this No smartphones No apps Just the pavement You took a beat-up guitar to the freezing street corner Busking in the rain fingers numb chasing a dollar Hoping one person stops instead of walking past Singing your lungs out praying the voice would last You had to grind for months just to get a local name Hoping a pub owner saw you and said "Come play my place" Then you play the pub sweaty crowds clinking glasses Hoping a scout in the back is watching the masses No shortcuts No algorithm Just raw grit You earned every single ear that listened to your hit Chorus RapFame gives the stage but you build the crowd Stop waiting for a handout go and make it loud Before the internet we bled on the concrete Now you push a button and expect to rule the street No free rides no fake praise Put the work in night and days!!!! We make ourselves famous yeah we earn our name Respect the hustle stop crying to RapFame! Verse 2 Fast forward to today you hit record on your phone Drop a track on RapFame from the comfort of home It costs you zero pennies the distribution is free But you're crying in the comments about celebrity? "Why am I not famous yet? Why are my views low?" Because you think an upload button makes a superstar show! RapFame opens the door but you must walk through The app is the stage but the hustle is on you You want millions of streams? Then work a full-time shift Promote your own sound don't just sit there and drift Stop expecting a handout stop acting so weak If the music is fire go and market your boutique (Final word) Appreciate the platform. Respect the free space Get off your chest put the work in your face We make ourselves famous Class is over