Fuck Da Fame Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Em]
[C][Em][C]
[Em][C][Em]

[Verse 1]
[Em]Young millionaire on
top of the world I don't give a fuck, I lost my girl
I fucked all her friends
cause I'm cut like that
E -John's back with [G]the murder [Em]rap I
didn't give a fuck about that [G]nigga that
[Em]Y 'all niggas want me dead,
but y 'all [C]still can't stop [Em]me
I'm sayin' fuck the world,
nigga, fuck what you heard
I don't need this bullshit,
I can buy me a bird
Flip a key to a
G, it's all [C]about money
[Em]And a
D -E -T ain't [C]shit funny
[Em]I would murder your ass
if I [C]get the chance
[Em]I could give a fuck less if
your bitch don't dance
Nigga, I get money all [C]goddamn day
[Em]So what the fuck a nigga like
you gon' say?
Ain't no love in this shit,
it's like the goddamn game
Cause I'm all about cash flow,
punk ass [C]hoe[Em][C][Em][C][Em]
[C][Em]
I [C]hate the [Em]way y[C]ou[Em] kiss
a nigga [C]dick when you see [Em]me
I think deep down inside
your whole ass wanna be me
I got no time for you bitches
playin' [G]these hoe -ass [Em]games
If we fuck, I'll make love,
bitch, it's all the same
Fuck a hoe and her mama,
I ain't [C]got no time
[Em]No need to be lyin',
bitch, [C]you ain't mine
[Em]See, bitch, I know a nigga
that you fuckin' I hate
So you can never set me up
and make murder my fate
Money make a nigga suffer,
even though I got dough
It make a nigga never know
You see, I'll never know about you, hoe
Ask niggas that be [G]plottin' to kill [Em]me
Jealousy is in your eyes and you
still can't [Am]feel me
Hoe [Em]-ass joint worker,
nev[C]er but her [Em]own
You lookin' at a millionaire and [C]big,
you don't [Em]know
You 5 boy and I'm a
[C]million dollar [Em]man
With the presidential
Rolex on my hand
Fuck the fame
[C]I'm gettin' [Em]real, bitch
Fuck the fame
Fuck the fame
[C]Fuck the [Em]fame
Fuck the fame
Fuck the fame
Fuck the fame
Fuck the fame
[C]Fuck [Em]the
Fuck the fame
[C]Fuck the [Em]fame, fuck the fame, [C]fuck the [Em]fame,
fuck the fame, fuck the fame
Only famous motherfuckers
that I [C]know in the pen
[Em]And they was even more famous
before they went in
Young niggas gettin' money straight,
puttin' in work
All the shit I been through,
I make it go to church
Nigga, fuck that shit you talk[C]in' bout
[Em]If you can't back it up,
best to walk it out
I'm from the east side, nigga, off
Mack and
Shane
Where niggas don't
give a fuck bout no fame
I was raised in the hood
where [C]crime pays
When [Em]niggas get checked for their
[C]Cartiers
[Em]Nigga run that shit, hoe [C]get at here
[Em]And this type of shit happen every year
So that's why I'm all about my [C]mail,
man
Cause [Em]niggas wanna see me in [C]jail, [Em]man
Fuck the fame,
and niggas I ain't sayin' no names
But you hoe -ass niggas
ain't got no game
Fuck the fame
[C]And f[Em]uck you, right along with i[C]t[Em]
I'm infamous out here on these hoes, you ain't know,
what you [C]did, [Em]and you don'[C]t, you d[Em]on't[C][Em]
By no [C]way, shape, [Em]or form, am I famous out here,
I'm infamous out here on you hoes, and
I know you know,
you only famous when you dead, bitch