Regg - #InFameITrust lyrics

[Hook] Thank you In fame I trust In fame I trust Thank you Thank you In fame I trust In fame I trust But am I wrong? Thank you [Verse 1] Is it magic that I'm attracted to you? Is it evil that I want static with you? Or is this fools gold in plastic wrapping? Or is this fool confused by the gold from rappers plastic rapping? Thats a stretch ain't it? I guess this verbal revolver could leave you brainless Shoot forbidden fruit Chose me to be the seed Made life my s*ut, but she made me fall to knees So no matter the weather I could never Make tears rain from your eyes without them being pleasure Pleasure ain't painless Painless is sin Sins are to be forever repeated again And again so keep flashing the lights and cameras Through my hood, I duck the sirens and cannons Danesha my teacher, lessons spill from her planner But Fame my mother, it's kind of hard to understand but [Hook] Thank you In fame I trust In fame I trust Thank you Thank you In fame I trust In fame I trust But am I wrong? Thank you [Verse 2] My cold mind is a gold mine for tragic thoughts And its in me the creativity you bought I've fought both by your side and against you Words can't put justice to what we went through Holy hell you, growing like you supposed to We fighting for number one, never below you But the perception is destiny Is favoritin' That's like choosing who's your favorite kid And its funny cause I'm as black as Kelly Rowland is I don't think you know who's future you holding here We fightin', we scratching the barrel so tall How you gon treat me like I'm the cause? Look in my eyes, see how our addiction hurts your brother Cause whether win or lose, we never lose each other So based off the pure strength you and I muster We can conquer the who*e we fell in love for Or [Hook] Thank you In fame I trust In fame I trust Thank you Thank you In fame I trust In fame I trust But am I wrong? Thank you [Verse 3] For better or worse love, I give my heart in cursive Appalled by some of the actions that we once cursed of You was the first one, the anniversary of my madness What's sad is, my dreams are here and you not here to back it Back and forth, we question...you still thinking bout me? My girl reading here, but...you still writing about me? I guess we grew up fast and the spurt numbed we Novacane was the product, the product hurts me But still to you I give you my all, married or not I throw this bouquet through the fog with hope in my heart Cause I don't know who gon love me like you once did If we looking past the surface, love's there that won't resurface So, in cursive, I write this prose for you to notice Second shots are limited, but you willing to coach it? If so, co*k the barrel and point it at me If not, co*k the barrel and point it at me