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Cause I'm still tryna find it And if I see it I'll be blinded And if I meet her she'll remind me Damn girl I'm just asking Young Veggies went pro, no college Signed my first deal, seen a lot of commas Young black president like Obama Told my family that I get em and yeah that's a promise And I would never break, never fake You only get what you could take cause they ain't handing out no plates And I'm starving, the new sargent I'm the type of nigga to get it regardless The game I fell in love with it I'm tryna see what's up with it She thinking I'm a drug dealer Like where that money coming from nigga They don't really believe, it's driving 'em insane Rock my own clothes and paved my own lane Going to get this cash the only thing on my brain You see them bright lights She fell in love with that fame, fame She fell in love with that fame, fame She fell in love with that fame, fame She fell in love with that fame, fame SongtexteShe fell in love with that fame, fame Veggies on that new shit, Life Changes my Blueprint Sleeping In Class my Illmatic, [?] exclusive All my dreams intrusive, I'm thinking like Steve Jobs I been rapping since 13, I ain't never had bigger jobs In middle school I used to intern at [?] Now I got my own store, the boy gettin' his own dough I paved my own lane, I got my own flow Childhood like propaine, they knew I was gon' blow The game I fell in love with it I'm tryna see what's up with it She thinking I'm a drug dealer Like where that money coming from nigga They don't really believe, it's driving 'em insane Rock my own clothes and paved my own lane Going to get this cash the only thing on my brain You see them bright lights She fell in love with that fame, fame She fell in love with that fame, fame She fell in love with that fame, fame She fell in love with that fame, fame She fell in love with that fame, fame Baby girl, she the baddest She gon' buy my album even if it's all ad-libs Gold chain, gold ring, gold magnets Sayin' she in love but she just wanna swipe my plastic That's the typical yeah girls love fashion I'm a young king, need a queen above average I spit about that money cause I'm killin' all this rap shit You feeling like a hater tryna find a way to bash it The game I fell in love with it I'm tryna see what's up with it She thinking I'm a drug dealer Like where that money coming from nigga They don't really believe, it's driving 'em insane Rock my own clothes and paved my own lane Going to get this cash the only thing on my brain You see them bright lights She fell in love with that fame, fame She fell in love with that fame, fame She fell in love with that fame, fame She fell in love with that fame, fame She fell in love with that fame, fame Aus Songtexte Mania