Fame God The Neverending Mixtape (Ft. ¡kylkenny! & Quelle Chris)

[Intro: Quelle Chris]
Seem like everybody want a piece
So I’m not even gonna lie, I want a piece too

[Verse 1: Quelle Chris]
It’s killing season on the belly of the b-side
Keep a nigga‘s shoulders colder than a
I feel like Michael and Rockwell average man, average life
Shooting up ccs of CCTV
Blue light district, who hoeing who pimping, who know the difference
When independence run on codependence
I know I’m not tripping or too thickheaded to see thе plot thicken
Cause clocking out don’t mean thе clock stops ticking
The tension between pride and prison
Cause everybody want to be somebody or somebody will listen
A couple mentions breaking my attention, what’s my intention
Is it the rush of fame like I’m off the flame tempting
My id and ego at odds with eyes glinting, behind the walls
The courage, brain, or heart I thought was missing
If it glistens is it gold, we hold a vision of new religion
P-O-U-N-D sign F-A-M-E-G-O-D

[Hook: Quelle Chris]
So give thanks to the fame god, pass plates for the fame god
Sleep wait for the fame god, make way for the fame god
Say grace for the fame god, wait sleep for the fame god
Give thanks to the fame god, pass plates for the fame god
Sleep wait for the fame god, make way for the fame god
Say grace to the fame god, wait sleep for the fame god