Be This Famous Travis Porter

[Intro]
Look
Man I remember when I was seventeen
A nigga always had a dream
But how could you blame us
Who ever thought a nigga’d be this famous

[Hook]
I remember when I was seventeen
And I had a dream to get up on the screen
No what I mean
But how could you blame us
Who’d ever thought we’d be this famous
Now I hit the club in foreign cars
Keep kush in my ‘gars
I’m buying out the bars
But that money can’t change us
Who ever thought I’d be this famous

[Quez]
BET and MTV they know me
Respect this grind, respect my time
They better respect this rolly
That nigga just turned 24 he think he Kobe
These niggas fake, these niggas frauds, these niggas fonies
And them three things that I’m not boy
I remember I was growing up watching three six and them hot boys
Running round on them blocks boy
The car was always hot boy
Hit the club, party like a Rasta, shot boys
And I was so slick that I could sell a dream
I would sell, I took a shell when I was seventeen
Young niggas living fast that’s a motor sport
Fucked up, Bounce back, ain’t even go to court
Niggas getting killed and my niggas was killing
Had to kill that shit and change our way of living
Used to hit the club just to bust heads
Now I bust bad bitches out in Buckhead