Not For Fame

[Intro]
Mom, MoneyEvery's making beats again!
Gren8

[Verse]
Ay, I’m picky, I'm conceited now
Red bottoms on my feet, when I walk, look like I'm bleeding now
They ain’t wanna listen back then, they believe me now
I had to leave 'em out, I got some reasons now
Why you love me, tell me is it real? is it fake?
They say I'm too impatient 'cause I want it, I can't wait
I cut a couple bitches off and I cut off all the snakes
You gon' have to kill me if you wanna take me out the game, yeah
I do this for real not for fame, yeah
I just want a pill and some drank, mmm
I got some racks and I still feel the same
I only trust a few so I'm still with the gang
Still with them shooters though, still got some groupie hoes
These niggas still actin', guess they got a movie role
I just put two pills inside my drink so I’m moving slow
Pull a couple thousand out the bank just to buy the store
If I tell you that I love you then I mean it
I can’t teach you how to rock if he ain't see shit
Bad bitch, she want party on the weekend
I know some niggas that ain’t poppin' out 'cause they on defense