(J U S T I C E  League )
F**k these haters  I'd kill 'em all if I could
Ain't scared of none of y'all
So you know my aim good

Blowin bin Ladie in my Porsche 911
Just left Ground Zero  on my way to kush heaven
Can't slow down  too much evil in my rear view
Sometimes you wanna scream to God
But he can't hear you
And even if you did  this'll probably be his answer
F**k you 'plainin' 'bout  It ain't like you got cancer
Do it for my niggas on the block that got it worse
First the love  then the hate  that just a trap nigga's curse
I betcha feel like the whole world hatin' on you
But what's the holdup  The whole world waitin' on you
(The fame )

I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge  so don't tempt me

Fake motherf**kers envy
(The fame )
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge  so don't tempt me
Fake motherf**kers envy
You mean to tell me from runnin' my big mouth
That I could chill here in this big penthouse
All elevator'd up  black hardwood floors
Just to sit around and feel like it ain't yours
Your conscience gotcha feelin' like you done somethin' wrong
But the flatscreen say motherf**ker  we on
Pardon me  nigga  do you see this view
See Ruth's Chris from here  what the f**k's wrong wit' you
Lookin' at my Rollie  yeah  it's almost seven
Bill Gates state of mind wit' a automatic weapon
You might ‘member from puttin' on for the city
Or back when it was on two  goin' for the fitty
Opened up a few squares  opened up a few tours
Just to show niggas keys open up doors
“Oh  we don't f**k wit' Young no mo'” Why not
The only thing I can figure  'cause he on top
(The fame )
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge  so don't tempt me

Fake motherf**kers envy
(The fame )
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge  so don't tempt me

Fake motherf**kers tempt me
(The fame )
What up  world
(Did you miss me )
Long time  huh
(Stop that)
Hey  look
Lately  I been off and out of sight  seldom out of mind
Ay  getcha business' right  and stay the hell up out of mine
I'm out my mind  tryin' to fix it ‘fore I'm out of time
Don't worry 'bout me  God got me  bruh  I'm doin' fine
Another year in prison  promise this is it for me
Tryna make it through the storm  should be makin' history
No feelin' sorry for me  keep ya pity and ya sympathy
Good or bad  take it like a man  whatever meant for me
How I did it make ‘em hate my spirit  they wish they could kill it
And they'll take it however they can get it
Wanna see me fulla misery  walkin' wit' my head down
“Let's decapitate him  then we'll see if he can wear his crown ”
(The fame )
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge  so don't tempt me

Fake motherf**kers envy
(The fame )
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge  so don't tempt me

Fake motherf**kers envy
(The fame )
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty

I'm already standin' on the edge  so don't tempt me

Fake motherf**kers envy
(The fame ) I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge  so don't tempt me

Fake motherf**kers envy
(The fame )