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Paroles de la chanson Fame par Tom MacDonald & Adam Calhoun
[Tom MacDonald]
When I die bury me in all my chains
So I look fly when I see my opps again
I been solid all my life, it's a lot of fucking pain
I'm just a guy, I'm different, fuck 'bout fame
[Tom MacDonald]
Came a long way since Crenshaw
Only whiteboy on the damn block
Every single day someone get shot
Drive-bys, drug deals, dead cops
Internet buzz turned full blown fame
Little bit of clout, turned biggest in the game
30 something number ones, everybody know my name
I ain't gon' lie, shit's strange
When I die bury me in all my chains
So I look fly when I see my opps again
I been solid all my life, it's a lot of fucking pain
I'm just a guy, I'm different, fuck 'bout fame
[Tom MacDonald]
Came a long way since Crenshaw
Only whiteboy on the damn block
Every single day someone get shot
Drive-bys, drug deals, dead cops
Internet buzz turned full blown fame
Little bit of clout, turned biggest in the game
30 something number ones, everybody know my name
I ain't gon' lie, shit's strange
Hollywood homies are cool but they different
They so obsessed with their brand and their image
I keep that shit at a comfortable distance
Fuck the whole industry, been independent
Everywhere I look I see me
Radio, magazine, Twitter, TV
I'm bored of the buzz, I've had more than enough
And performing in public ain't my cup of tea
Famous so dangerous, the game full of haters
They fake it to make it, they're chasing checks
The labels are Satan, the artists are slaves and when they don't make paper they're laid to rest
They lie to your face and there ain't no escapin'
Your name on the line till the day you're dead
I'm praying for safety, if one day they take me, the day I'm erased I got one request
[Tom MacDonald]
They so obsessed with their brand and their image
I keep that shit at a comfortable distance
Fuck the whole industry, been independent
Everywhere I look I see me
Radio, magazine, Twitter, TV
I'm bored of the buzz, I've had more than enough
And performing in public ain't my cup of tea
Famous so dangerous, the game full of haters
They fake it to make it, they're chasing checks
The labels are Satan, the artists are slaves and when they don't make paper they're laid to rest
They lie to your face and there ain't no escapin'
Your name on the line till the day you're dead
I'm praying for safety, if one day they take me, the day I'm erased I got one request
[Tom MacDonald]
When I die bury me in all my chains
So I look fly when I see my opps again
I been solid all my life, it's a lot of fucking pain
I'm just a guy, I'm different, fuck 'bout fame
[Adam Calhoun]
We're the same, fuck fame
Funny how the money makes so much change
Money, change, get it?
Used to dream about sittin' in a Range with a bad bitch saw on a IG picture
Game's all fiction, look in the mirror, my face go missin'
Kurt Cobain myself, that gun go bang
Better fill my prescription, this shit different
Look at how I made it far
Dreams come true or break your heart
So I look fly when I see my opps again
I been solid all my life, it's a lot of fucking pain
I'm just a guy, I'm different, fuck 'bout fame
[Adam Calhoun]
We're the same, fuck fame
Funny how the money makes so much change
Money, change, get it?
Used to dream about sittin' in a Range with a bad bitch saw on a IG picture
Game's all fiction, look in the mirror, my face go missin'
Kurt Cobain myself, that gun go bang
Better fill my prescription, this shit different
Look at how I made it far
Dreams come true or break your heart
Leave you faded in the dark
Bitch, it was cold, I slept in cars, on the couch in the garage
I made it out, you hatin', huh?
I didn't set the standard motherfucker, I just raised the bar
It's a damn shame what the rap game 'bout
Best friends stab you in the back just to get some clout
Can't make it own they own so they got they hand out, man down
Bet he ran out back to his damn house
No damage, fuck you amateurs, you're at a disadvantage
I'm a star so when I die bury me on a different planet
[Tom MacDonald]
Bitch, it was cold, I slept in cars, on the couch in the garage
I made it out, you hatin', huh?
I didn't set the standard motherfucker, I just raised the bar
It's a damn shame what the rap game 'bout
Best friends stab you in the back just to get some clout
Can't make it own they own so they got they hand out, man down
Bet he ran out back to his damn house
No damage, fuck you amateurs, you're at a disadvantage
I'm a star so when I die bury me on a different planet
[Tom MacDonald]
When I die bury me in all my chains
So I look fly when I see my opps again
I been solid all my life, it's a lot of fucking pain
I'm just a guy, I'm different, fuck 'bout fame
So I look fly when I see my opps again
I been solid all my life, it's a lot of fucking pain
I'm just a guy, I'm different, fuck 'bout fame
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