ฟังเพลงHall of Fame (Single Version)

Hall of Fame - Swoope

It's like 330 yeah

I been grindin' all day and all night

Hall of fame on my mind

Tryna be the greatest of all time

And say it's all God

Yeah

I been grindin' all day all day

And all night all night

Hall of fame

Hall of fame on my mind jp

Tryna be the greatest the greatest of all time

And say it's all God that's all

I been grindin' all day all day

And all night all night

Hall of fame

Hall of fame on my mind jp

Tryna be the greatest the greatest of all time

And say it's all God that's all

I been grinding

I got no time for the nonsense

I got goat vibes on my conscious

Oh God I don't mind if you gon' give me a label

I ain't here for yo' pesos only faithful to Jesús

Now the underdog turned to Cujo

Mixed with DMX grrr

Under God's terms so you know

You gon' see him flex grrr

G-o-a-t don't play

Me no way we on away

Now I don't juju on the beat K Dot

Tryna doo doo on your beat

K West yeah I do do all my beats

A PK that'll doo doo all your beats

Take a smash then take a smash on it

80's baby playing Super Smash Brothers

Eatin' mics like I'm at the last supper

Order Passover I've been passed over

Said I wouldn't pop like a flat soda

So they said

Forget your God Christian rap's over

Y'all choosin' sides I'm designin' the entree

Oh you tryin' to get Big Boi

I'm tryin' to be André

Beyond great all glory to God name

I been grindin' all day all day

And all night all night

Hall of fame

Hall of fame on my mind ho

Tryna be the greatest the greatest of all time

All time

And say it's all God that's all

Yeah yeah yeah

I been grindin' all day all day

And all night all night

Hall of fame

Hall of fame on my mind ho

Tryna be the greatest the greatest of all time

All time

And say it's all God that's all

Yeah

I'm not stoppin' 'til my mama callin' bruh

Tellin' me she proud of us

Homie sayin' Yo your Twitter follower count is up

At your show they got they hands up

Like you say you got a gun

And God is how you got it done

This the God that got a son

And I want the doubters listenin'

To this tape sayin'

How Sway

Funny thing is they said I was the

One who sound like Kanye

For all the labels they assigned me

Give a trophy back

For all the labels wouldn't sign me like a zodiac

I got more drive than a Honda

I got more rhymes than Shonda

Shootin' more shots than Kobe Bryant

Versus four guys playin' Contra

'Cause I know my chances of makin'

It was Eminem to monk

Did you get it Slim to nun so

I been grindin' all day all day

And all night all night

Hall of fame

Hall of fame on my mind ho

Tryna be the greatest the greatest of all time

All time

And say it's all God that's all

I been grindin' all day all day

And all night all night

Hall of fame

Hall of fame on my mind ho

Tryna be the greatest the greatest of all time

All time

And say it's all God that's all

I been grindin' all

This a black tie affair

Ooh this for black love right here

This a Polaroid with the boys blowin' up

That we never shoulda made it but we here

Here here

This a black tie affair

Ooh this for black love right here

This a Polaroid with the boys blowin' up

That we never shoulda made it but we here

Here here here