F.A.M.E. (feat. T.I.)

Oh, **** these haters, I'd kill 'em all if I could

Ain't scared of none of ya'll so you know my aim good

Blowin' Bin Laden in my Porsche 911

Just left ground zero, on my way to kush heaven

Can't slow down, too much evil in my rearview

Sometimes you wanna scream to God, but he can't hear you

And even if he did, this'd probably be his answer

**** you 'plainin' about? It ain't like you got cancer

Do it for my **** on the block that got it worse

First the love, then the hate, that's just a trap **** curse

I bet you feel like the whole world hatin' on you

But what's the hold up? The whole world waitin' on you

(The fame)

I wake up and feel empty

Make you wanna squeeze your Glock till it's empty

I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me

(What's up?) Fake **** envy

I wake up and feel empty

Make you wanna squeeze your Glock till it's empty

I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me

Fake (The fame)

You mean to tell me for runnin' my big mouth

That I could see a year in this big penthouse?

All elevatored up, black hardwood floors

Just to sit around and feel like it ain't yours

Your conscience got you feelin' like you done somethin' wrong

But the flatscreen sayin, **** we on

Pardon me **** do you see this view?

See Ruth's Chris from here, what the **** 's wrong with you?

Lookin' at my Rollie, yeah, it's almost seven

Bill Gates state of mind with an automatic weapon

You might remember me from puttin' on for the city

Or back when it was on two, goin' for the fifty

Opened up a few squares, opened up a few tours

Just to show **** keys open up doors

Oh, we don't **** with Young no more, why not?

The only thing I can figure, 'cause he on top

(The fame)

I wake up and feel empty

Make you wanna squeeze your Glock till it's empty

I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me

Fake **** envy (The fame)

I wake up and feel empty

Make you wanna squeeze your Glock till it's empty

I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me

Fake **** envy (The fame)

What up, world? (Did you miss me?)

Long time, huh? (Stop lyin')

Hey, look

Lately I been off and outta sight, seldom out of mind

Ay, get your business right, stay the hell up outta mine

I'm out my mind, tryna fix it for 'em, out of time

Don't worry 'bout me, God got me, bro, I'm doin' fine

Another year in prison, promise this is it for me

Tryna make it through the storm, should be makin' history

No feelin' sorry for me, keep your pity and your sympathy

Good or bad, take it like a man, whatever meant for me

How I did it, make 'em hate my spirit, they wish they could kill it

And they'll take it however they can get it

Wanna see me full of misery, walkin' with my head down

Let's decapitate him, then we'll see if he can wear his crown

(The fame)

I wake up and feel empty

Make you wanna squeeze your Glock till it's empty (The fame)

I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me

Fake **** envy (The fame)

I wake up and feel empty

Make you wanna squeeze your Glock till it's empty (The fame)

I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me

Fake **** envy (The fame)

I wake up and feel empty

Make you wanna squeeze your Glock till it's empty (The fame)

I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me

Fake **** envy (The fame)

I wake up and feel empty

Make you wanna squeeze your Glock till it's empty (The fame)

I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me

Fake **** envy (The fame)