Uh, my whole life did a 180 Now every ******* love me, and every ***** hate me And every kid adore me, and other rappers bore me So now I'm living life, popping pills, having orgies Every time I leave the house, somebody saying *******t I guess they right, fame ain't nothing to be playing with But all I wanna do is rap songs Find a couple shorties, get my mac on, then back home Camera's get they snap on, I never asked to be Brad Pitt This ain't Meet Joe Black, Mr & Mrs Smith ***** all this bull*******t, this booth's my pulpit And when I leave up outta here, ***** I don't owe you *******t Sixteens make them hoes spit cream Cause its sick dreams, thinking that I'll lick seams Uh, the paparazzi just crept by, and all I think about is Princess Di And I don't wanna be famous Cause fame just ain't right Cause fame just ain't right I wanna drive my cars, live my life Have my kids, kiss my wife But I don't wanna be famous I don't wanna be famous I wanna hang with my *****s, smoke my ***** Stand on my block, chain on free But I don't wanna be famous Cause fame just ain't right Uh, white ******* all across my couch Getting high, I close my eyes and I pick one out Yea they care about me, only cause I'm famous And she listen everyday to the pics I painted See empty love is the norm How I hop up out the car to the club and they swarm Rubbing on a ***** like I'm trying to keep warm Hoping that I brought a stack to the club and it'll storm Yo, see everybody wanna be friends And old girls trying to tie up their loose ends My little sister smile when I be on TV But I ain't never home, that's how she see me Uh, see fame's a monster, it's killing people And you'll be lucky if you stay alive for the sequel The paparazzi just crept by, and all I think about is Princess Di
Uh, my whole life did a 180 Now every ******* love me, and every ***** hate me And every kid adore me, and other rappers bore me So now I'm living life, popping pills, having orgies Every time I leave the house, somebody saying *******t I guess they right, fame ain't nothing to be playing with But all I wanna do is rap songs Find a couple shorties, get my mac on, then back home Camera's get they snap on, I never asked to be Brad Pitt This ain't Meet Joe Black, Mr & Mrs Smith ***** all this bull*******t, this booth's my pulpit And when I leave up outta here, ***** I don't owe you *******t Sixteens make them hoes spit cream Cause its sick dreams, thinking that I'll lick seams Uh, the paparazzi just crept by, and all I think about is Princess Di And I don't wanna be famous Cause fame just ain't right Cause fame just ain't right I wanna drive my cars, live my life Have my kids, kiss my wife But I don't wanna be famous I don't wanna be famous I wanna hang with my *****s, smoke my ***** Stand on my block, chain on free But I don't wanna be famous Cause fame just ain't right Uh, white ******* all across my couch Getting high, I close my eyes and I pick one out Yea they care about me, only cause I'm famous And she listen everyday to the pics I painted See empty love is the norm How I hop up out the car to the club and they swarm Rubbing on a ***** like I'm trying to keep warm Hoping that I brought a stack to the club and it'll storm Yo, see everybody wanna be friends And old girls trying to tie up their loose ends My little sister smile when I be on TV But I ain't never home, that's how she see me Uh, see fame's a monster, it's killing people And you'll be lucky if you stay alive for the sequel The paparazzi just crept by, and all I think about is Princess Di
