Before the Fame

I'm like for real, brand new Audemar stainless steel

House in the hill, I ain't got one yet, but I ran up a mill

**** know I don't steal, but you know for sure that I'm ready to kill

I be traumatized, my cousin died, and I ain't shed a tear

**** try, he get killed

He play with that money, you know what it is

Thirty Eight baby, I'm thuggin' for real

Straight out the slums, I'm gutter for real

That **** disloyal, you know how I feel

But I'm really chasin' that money for real

Not chasin' no bitch, I been chasin' a mil

My daddy locked up, he just waitin' on appeal

Yeah, I gotta admit, I got demons in my body

I'm paranoid, and I feel some people watching

I gotta maintain and stack up that money, you know they can't stop me

I stay with a burner 'cause if it ain't on me, them **** gon' pop me

These bitches ain't shit, and I know these **** ain't shit neither, yeah

Got a stick in the car with thirty six O's in the truck of the Rita

Not askin' for shit, not trustin' nobody because I don't need 'em

I'm sippin' on lean while Jacquees steady smokin' on reefer

Before the fame, I was a star

Changed our ways, but we ain't changin' who we are

I copped a foreign, remember the stolen cars

I thank God I ain't dead or behind bars

Ain't have a shootout in a minute

On the phone with my mama while sittin' in prison

Criticizing myself, steady saying I'm trippin'

Got a brand new Vette, dropped the top like a Bentley

I perform on stage with cases pending

All over the world, AI been trending

In my Balmain jeans, I keep a glizzy

Got VVS diamonds in my NBA pendant

Hop in the Benz, I step on the gas

Focus on business, you know I ain't playin'

Only the real gon' feel what I'm sayin'

Gotta go chase it, then get off my ass

I really don't hang 'cause I like to flash

Fuck all that shit, I'ma get me a bag

Hoes tryna get in Jacquees' pants

I know all they really want is them bands

Hey, I need to stop

Head on collision, I'm causin' a wreck

Steady finessing my way to the top

Aye, can't give up now

I think I'm a wizard, just call me John Wall

I'm tightenin' my shoe and I run with that rock

Fuck the critics, I'ma get it 'cause I want it

I won't complain what was on my plate 'cause I was hungry

I still got love for all the people that left me lonely

Never will I come back, forever I'm on that, yeah

'Cause before the fame, I was a star

Changed our ways, but we ain't changin' who we are

I copped a foreign, remember the stolen cars

I thank God I ain't dead or behind bars