Money & Fame

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[Intro: King Chip] Yeah, King Chip Money and fame... Money and fame... [Verse 1: King Chip] You talking bout how much money you got Your niggas is broke All turned up for the camera Damn bruh its gotta be the coke Money and fame got you feeling like God right now Your day 1 nigga just called and you was like Naw nigga not right now You feeling that power You were looking in the mirror for an hour Nigga yous a coward You scared you will lose that power The story they tell bout you To your kids is something you just can't buy If you feel like money is the only reason you alive Shit nigga might as well die I give you about 58 dollars To blast yourself in the head right now That's about all its worth to watch your body Go plop to the ground You done lied to the world Like you and your homeboys living on top You done bought a new whip And your nigga fucked up out looking for a job [Hook: King Chip] Money and fame, still won't change who been a bitch Money and fame, can't change ya from being a bitch Can't buy real cause it ain't for sale Shits not for sale Can't buy real cause it ain't for sale Shits not for sale Money and fame, won't change you from being a bitch Money and fame, still can't change who been a bitch Can't buy real cause it ain't for sale Shits not for sale Bitch nigga can't buy real Cause it ain't for sale [Verse 2: King Chip] I rebuke you faking ass hoes In the name of the Lord You ain't never been with a real nigga Just a bunch of fake niggas And you lame and I'm bored Real king with the glow In the ghetto with the four If you ever see a demon finna go Yeah I got my foot up in the door I ain't never been a ho Now I'm 'bout to get my niggas in this ho I done came back from the dead like a mummy And my son let me in, gotta love me Now you on this rap songs talking about money But the niggas you came up with looking bummy Fuck money, we'll take your money Use that money to make more money Your security guard's face so bloody We done damn near [?], buddy Niggas trying to sign me and shun me Fuck your money Get the fuck from me Nigga trill, said Bun B Nah a bitch can't run me Bitch can't pimp me Whoever said everything for sale Is a god damned liar You can ask Bun B, my nigga That trill is just something you can't buy [Hook]
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- King Chip