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Famous
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Famous was released on February 2, 2020 by space pioneers as a part of the album Famous - Single
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Release DateFebruary 2, 2020
Labelspace pioneers
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
julian elijah alexander
julian elijah alexander
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Parker
Parker
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Wanna be famous
Ima putcho on my playlist
Play dis when im in the crib facin fronto leaves w my lil baybe
She been actin freaky lately
Gettin paper on the dailey
Fucked a white hoe last month i think her name was bailey
Wanna be famous, huh, yeah
Ima putcho on my playlist
Only comin for the ragers
Baby give me different layyerss, oh yea
Money wild i cant tame it
Drip hard i cant drain it
Ima make a bitch famous
Bitch i came in with the flame when i murder u it wont be painless
Drinkin dis henny got me feelin stuck das why i got so much patience
Takin blunts to the face wit my **** every smoke session racin
All of yall bad hoes do the most thats why id rather be nameless
I had a dream that i died
Floatin in space, cold in my veins, ice in my eyes
I lost my way, pick it back up, look at me flyin
I live with god and make music in hell, das where i get my diamonds
Wanna be famous, huh, yeah
Ima putcho on my playlist
Only comin for the ragers
Baby give me different layyerss, oh yea
Money wild i cant tame it
Drip hard i cant drain it
Imma make a bitch famous
Rippin her right our her velcro **** be standin still like a scarecrow
You gone get stale bro
Pass me the bail cus i need to get bobby out jail doe
Bitches be mobbin me straight out my hair doe
My **** ish can go head take care of dose
Gotta get squared off wit all my fan hoes
**** got me bent
Ion give a fuck about ya 2 cent
Imma drop a **** pocket lint
Ian even innocent
But thats the end of sentence
Like a **** life he was livin
Now we only see him when he mentioned
When he in another **** insta
Bio
Tied of hoes playin like a child
Gotta get my money by the mile
**** wanna go, but im really tryna smoke and fly low
Play me like a vio-lynn,
Knew i gotta buy you- in
Sick of all this fight-in
And we need some priva-cy
Hand me the lighter- please
Spark on the fire- breathe
We only gettin higher, see
Wanna be famous, huh, yeah
Imma putcho on my playlist
Only comin for the ragers
Baby give me different layyerss, oh yea
Money wild i cant tame it
Drip hard i cant drain it
Imma make a bitch famous
Bitch i came in with the flame when i murder u it wont be painless
Drinkin dis henny got me feelin stuck das why i got so much patience
Takin blunts to the face wit my **** every smoke session racin
All of yall bad hoes do the most thats why id rather be nameless
Written by: julian elijah alexander
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