[Verse 1: KayMuni]
She think I'm famous, seen me on her Explore page
She don’t know if they catch me with this phone, I'll get more days
Two sticks in the car, you better not get caught Kay
Fuck these whores, I seen my sister cry at my court case
I don't know if she’s genuine, she thinks that I'm famous
Got busy with spice, we ain't even need razors
What's clout, me and bro still here sharing noodles
They ain't say I was famous when they seen me on Google
It's mad cah my old tings acting like fans now
She don't know it's real life, when we seen him we span round
And he ain’t even get up till the ambulance came for him
They shot my boy twelve times, there wasn’t no saving him
I just pray Allah shine light on your grave bro
Muni want money, give a fuck about fame bro
Shit, I owe my mum and my sister a new life
Cah they're the only people I’ma see if I do life
[Verse 2: Marnz Malone]
She thinks I'm famous, seen me on her For You page
She don't know that they questioned me bout murders for two days
I'm higher than JaMychal but I don’t shoot hoops babes
Those pictures on my wall man, I stuck 'em with toothpaste
My nigga caught a pack and then he packed him a suitcase
Fuck it, bill a spliff, kick back, let the tunes play
She see all the followers and think that I'm too paid
She don't know I was in juvies, queuing up with a food tray
Pretty in that dress but I'd rather you nude babes
If I said what's on my mind then you might think I'm rude babes
But true say, you know that you're sweet like some Kool-Aid
Told me she a Gemini, I hope she ain't two-faced
But then again, she hates me then loves me then hates me again
When I'm back, she wants me home, won't let 'em take me again
I might buy a watch for all the time I wasted in pen
Clarity over clout, ain't no making amends
She think I'm famous, seen me on her Explore page
She don’t know if they catch me with this phone, I'll get more days
Two sticks in the car, you better not get caught Kay
Fuck these whores, I seen my sister cry at my court case
I don't know if she’s genuine, she thinks that I'm famous
Got busy with spice, we ain't even need razors
What's clout, me and bro still here sharing noodles
They ain't say I was famous when they seen me on Google
It's mad cah my old tings acting like fans now
She don't know it's real life, when we seen him we span round
And he ain’t even get up till the ambulance came for him
They shot my boy twelve times, there wasn’t no saving him
I just pray Allah shine light on your grave bro
Muni want money, give a fuck about fame bro
Shit, I owe my mum and my sister a new life
Cah they're the only people I’ma see if I do life
[Verse 2: Marnz Malone]
She thinks I'm famous, seen me on her For You page
She don't know that they questioned me bout murders for two days
I'm higher than JaMychal but I don’t shoot hoops babes
Those pictures on my wall man, I stuck 'em with toothpaste
My nigga caught a pack and then he packed him a suitcase
Fuck it, bill a spliff, kick back, let the tunes play
She see all the followers and think that I'm too paid
She don't know I was in juvies, queuing up with a food tray
Pretty in that dress but I'd rather you nude babes
If I said what's on my mind then you might think I'm rude babes
But true say, you know that you're sweet like some Kool-Aid
Told me she a Gemini, I hope she ain't two-faced
But then again, she hates me then loves me then hates me again
When I'm back, she wants me home, won't let 'em take me again
I might buy a watch for all the time I wasted in pen
Clarity over clout, ain't no making amends
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