LordQuest - F.A.M.E Gets the Money lyrics

[Verse 1: F.A.M.E] Uh, Rose gold felon Bold nosed legend One drop of this spit venom and you'll be in seventh heaven Never to be a peasant Cause my pressence Is an essence of fluorescent anti depressent Make you blow up like destruction of ma** weapons And surprise you like christmas presents Now dont let this adolescent Teach yall grown folks a lesson Get the message Cause if you didn't get the first this is the second This loud mouth kid is going to need a suppresant Receiving dope doses Head of command Giving commandments like moses Entering psychosis I'm a need a diagnosis With focus dosage of fercioussness Feeling like royalty handing out golden roses Leave y'all half breathing Educated Agitated I paid it Creative ain't it Like a master made it Like a master made it [Verse 2: Da Grant] Check I love it when you call me Big Poppa The show stopper The rhyme drop/ (laughs)..yo! No brakes or intermission 24/7 Keeping them listening Remember like the American Pledge It's repetition Sentences I'm spitting Transition to life I'm living This lemonade taste great The lemons life has given and Too Hot To Stop Kind of like the Bar-Kays No barricades in my way Or pauses/I could rhyme for days And days and days and days and days And days seem like I'm trapped in a maze All y'all astounded and amazed The listeners are weird Honestly I must say Every rapper mentions 'bout being paid (man) Dj Chuck Chillout said he hated Space Music I'mma make him change his mind Cause I don't know nobody who would Do it like I would Or how my brother F.A.M.E would Space City committee approves And yo/we good And yo/we good And yo/we good