Young Jeezy Feat. T.I. - F.A.M.E. (Instrumental Version)

Young Jeezy Feat. T.I. - F.A.M.E. (Instrumental Version) - Ultimate Tribute Stars (終極明星致敬)

F**k these haters I'd kill 'em all if I could

Ain't scared of none of y'all so you know my aim good

Blowin bin Ladie in my Porsche 911

Just left Ground Zero on my way to kush heaven

Can't slow down too much evil in my rear view

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

And even if you did this'll probably be his answer

F**k you 'plainin' 'bout It ain't like you got cancer

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

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

I betcha feel like the whole world hatin' on you

But what's the holdup The whole world waitin' on you

(The fame )

I wake up and feel empty

Sh*t make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty

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

Fake motherf**kers envy

(The fame )

I wake up and feel empty

Sh*t make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty

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

Fake motherf**kers envy

You mean to tell me from runnin' my big mouth

That I could chill here in this big penthouse

All elevator'd up black hardwood floors

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

Your conscience gotcha feelin' like you done somethin' wrong

But the flatscreen say motherf**ker we on

Pardon me ni**a do you see this view

See Ruth's Chris from here what the f**k's wrong wit' you

Lookin' at my Rollie yeah it's almost seven

Bill Gates state of mind wit' a automatic weapon

You might 'member from puttin' on for the city

Or back when it was on two goin' for the fitty

Opened up a few squares opened up a few tours

Just to show *s keys open up doors

“Oh we don't f**k wit' Young no mo'” Why not

The only thing I can figure 'cause he on top

(The fame )

I wake up and feel empty

Sh*t make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty

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

Fake motherf**kers envy

(The fame )

I wake up and feel empty

Sh*t make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty

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

Fake motherf**kers tempt me

What up world

Long time huh

Look

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

Ay getcha business' right and stay the hell up out of mine

I'm out my mind tryin' to fix it 'fore I'm out of time

Don't worry 'bout me God got me bruh 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 ya pity and ya 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 fulla misery walkin' wit' 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

Sh*t make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty

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

Fake motherf**kers envy

(The fame )