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21 Savage - Famous lyrics

[Verse 1]
Rags to riches, n***a came from the bottom
Hood rats, now a n***a f**in' on models
Ridin' in the foreign, remember ridin' on martyr
Grind got harder and my mind got smarter
I was gettin' bags for the cheap
When I ain't had money, I was robbin', n***a
I was gettin' bags for the free
21 Gang, they were right beside me
And they still with me, n***a, I'm on TV
Couple n***as switched up, b**hed up, f** 'em
I can't go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber
I'm too, too player to put a b**h before my brother
I'm too street smart, n***a, to serve a undercover
n***as tryna clone a n***a's sh**, damn, woah
Used to drive a hotbox, sh**, Lambo
n***as want a handout, sh**, mine broke
I grinded for this sh**, I grinded for this sh**
Can't change on my game, n***as still here
Kinda hard to change my ways 'cause the sh** real
n***as rappin' 'bout sh** they ain't even lived
n***as lyin', I can hear it in their ad-libs
I'm poppin' Percocets, b**h, not Advil
It's kinda f**ed up what they did to Black, damn
If I catch him in the trap, I'ma whack him
I catch that boy in traffic, n***a, I'ma whack him
n***a, try to keep up with this fashion
Makin' sure my kids happy
They dependent on their daddy
Tryin' not to let the streets distract me
I know it's bumps in the road like acne
Had to sell dope, I couldn't be an athlete
I'm a solid young n***a, you can ask C
The internet ain't gon' help you understand me

[Chorus]
I'm a street n***a, yeah I'm famous
I'm a rapper, n***a, and I'm g**nin'
Everybody k** a n***a, what you claimin'?
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Everybody get it with your n***a flamin'
All these chains on a n***a like I'm stranglin'
Ran off with your money, n***a, guess we straight then
You knockoff g**ners ain't bangin'
In the hood everyday, I'm hangin'

[Verse 2]
And I come through when the gang need
And I wear shades so they can't see
And I pay them lawyers and the bond fees
n***a one thousand, I'm beyond G
I put my main b**h inside Givenchy
n***as still askin', "Can you front me?"
My old ho sayin', "Boy you growed up"
Promethazine, it got a n***a slowed up
Too solid, p**y n***as can't disclose us
Went and seen Eliante, and he froze us
I'm too street to walk around with my nose up
Especially to the n***as knew me 'fore I blowed up
Savage Mode drop, now my price'll go up
Streets cold, n***a, they ain't showin' no love
n***as get in front of judge and they fold up
Face shot, hit that boy with the whole dub

[Chorus]
I'm a street n***a, yeah I'm famous
I'm a rapper, n***a, and I'm g**nin'
Everybody k** a n***a, what you claimin'?
Everybody get it with your n***a flamin'
All these chains on a n***a like I'm stranglin'
Ran off with your money, n***a, guess we straight then
You knockoff g**ners ain't bangin'
In the hood everyday, I'm hangin'

[Outro]
Couple n***as switched up, b**hed up, f** 'em
I can't go nowhere without a pistol or a rubber
I'm too, too player to put a b**h before my brother
I'm too street smart, n***a, to serve a undercover

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