T-Shawn - Fame lyrics

Verse 1 Young Shawn up in this b**h Somebody hide the women and the kids He gutting all the pigs, and he pulling at the ribs Tryna stack some better figs, So he can get some better digs He riding through the city with a Christmas list If the n***a get a ticket sh**'ll get dismissed Nobody ever thought his head'll get this big Anybody that'll listen better get this kid Cause I know Yall n***as never wanna listen And I know yall n***as never wana pay And I know Yall n***as Gona Wana ball with a n***a But I already know what ima say, I ain't really got the time Just to rhyme with you n***a All you n***as get the f** up out my way.. You ole dumb a** stupid a** Don't know what you doing a** b**h get the f** up out my face, cause i got Chorus: Duffel bags, with a thousand problems I got one for ever city, and I don't know how to solve em I got money bags, with a thousand issues Better spend it while you living Cause you just can't take it with you I got fame, money, dollars, clothes I got a thousand problems n***a prolly never know When I get fame, money, Dollars, clothes I'll have a thousand problems n***aa prolly never know that I got Verse 2: Problems kid, riding through the city like a problem kid These n***as always Spittin what they bargainin Or outa did, n***a what you thought this is I'm just a young a** n***as with a vision, mama on edge cause of how I make a living, she don't really get it, why you buying all your beats that price, why you never with your friends at night, cause I got Chorus Duffel bags, with a thousand problems, I got one for ever city And I don't know how to solve em, i got money bags With a thousand issues, better spend it while you living Cause you just can't take it with you I got fame, money, dollars, clothes I got a thousand problems n***a prolly never know When I get fame, money, Dollars, clothes I'll have a thousand problems n***aa prolly never know that I got Verse 3: Real f**in issues, peanut bu*ter sandwich Never bread to eat Never have a Shawty so it's rare I creep Steady following my dreams, I'm really scared to sleep Got a bad a** chick getting head from me She ain't never got a problem Tryna press repeat Then I tried to get a tickle, sh** put me in a pickle I said got damn shawty, I thought head was free But I knew this sh** was my callin And I knew this sh** was my lane If you pray at night, and have faith in Christ You might bundle fortune and fame But just know that all it contains Ain't quite the same as your heroes Steady changing your ego From all the problems here we go, cause I got Chorus Duffel bags, with a thousand problems I got one for ever city, and I don't know how to solve em I got money bags, with a thousand issues Better spend it while you living Cause you just can't take it with you I got fame, money, dollars, clothes I got a thousand problems n***a prolly never know When I get fame, money, Dollars, clothes I'll have a thousand problems n***aa prolly never know that I got Duffel bags, with a thousand problems I got one for ever city, and I don't know how to solve em I got money bags, with a thousand issues Better spend it while you living Cause you just can't take it with you I got fame, money, dollars, clothes, I got a thousand problems n***a prolly never know, when I get fame