Young Jeezy feat. T.I. - . (Vocal Version) - Ultimate Tribute Stars
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 ni**a'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
Sh*t 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
Sh*t 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 ni**a 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
Sh*t 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
Sh*t 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
What up world
Long time huh
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
Sh*t 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 )
Young Jeezy feat. T.I. - . (Vocal Version) - Ultimate Tribute Stars
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 ni**a'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
Sh*t 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
Sh*t 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 ni**a 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
Sh*t 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
Sh*t 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
What up world
Long time huh
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
Sh*t 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 )
