Jackalish - Fortune (Ft. Shady Foundalive) lyrics

Hook [Foundalive] You pay for your fame no fortune You pay for your fame no fortune You pay for your fame no fortune You pay for your fame no fortune Yeah, hey [Verse 1] [Jackalish] Boi i make a plate with a portion Everybody's got the hate game enormous See me do my thing now u wanna join in A minute into the game now u wanna forfeit Small apartment high as a forklift Stable pay check, hit the mall with my own b**h f**, buy a mall for my own kids Ball so hard muthaf**as wanna talk sh** That's the life i wanna hop in V12 Lambo all wheel drive no spin Stunned when they see me like austin f** is they talkin about im flexing not boasting Never mind me when i step in for recording A few verses just to keep the game floating O's on my check b**h i ain't talking oatmeal Hickies on my neck got me looking like a zombie Stop acting like u don't see Im not one of u, im that guy that goes TOASTY When i ain't playing i be watching And when my turn comes please dont speak Labels wanna get adoption Of the character that i possess behind the microphone go the f** in like moses cross oceans And i ain't talkin body lotion Everybody's got me hopin That not a penny spent yet for exposure All you gotta do is look a little closer The kinda rapper needed across the border You pay for ur fame not fortune [Chorus] [Verse 2] Wanna talk about verses Im about to drop a lot Its all about the time i go the f** in They be tellin everybody Jackalish is k**in it On the top of the game now No stressing, i been to busy flexing Have a look at my arm Dropping punchlines like a boxer Manny pacquiuo Boi i pick a verse from a dozen Everybody got my spit game oceans Shape up my future i ain't talkin morphing Theres a reason why drop music so often More money as i grow older Put my future verses in a toaster The kinda rapper in the local The kinda rapper goes global Put my clothes on i gotta go out lost my car keys go back in and have a look they on the sofa f** that man i want a chauffeur Black Maybach with the doors up Always mistaken for a saucer Everything that i say boi i do well done So rare make em wonder if im an illusion Im so real like an apple ask newton Yall f**boys p**y divas revolution The flow that i spit muthaf**as no fun Might even admit it makes u feel soaked up Snooki boys telling me that my verses too short Opportunities coming my way son Its vibration when im on the mic they cum All eyes on me like a freemason U pay for ur fame no fortune [Chorus]