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kap callous – lonely famous lyrics

feat. jon connor & preauxx

(hook)
i just wanna see the fame, world be callin’ my name
he no roofin’ my top, f-ck the gold in yo chain
fit it off o’my city, lil’ hommie, don’t play
bring yo homegirl wit me, ain’t ya glad that i came now?
i’m still on top, i’m still on top, i’m still on top
ain’t ya glad that i came now?
i’m still on top, i’m still on top, i’m still on top
i’m still on top, i’m still on top, i’m still on top

(verse: jon connor)
i’m a hollywood don, call me hollywood john
n-gg-s know what da f-ck this is
i luv this sh-t. they say the game leav’ da f-ck, n-gg-s where?
i luv this b-tch. neva had a hoe, keep her marked, ghetto
goin’ back to how jimi hendrix fell in luv wit monroe
it’s the game, the sh-t dun’ change
small window of opportunity ‘for they close da door
fifteen, man it sell so fast, lil’ bit of flash, lil’ bit of cash
lil’ bit of this, lil’ bit of that
get a little act, look at that, man you flap back on yo -ss
one hit wonder like i wonder
what happened to homeboy from last summer?
the whole hood loved him, now he in i5 and he back the bag of cuc-mbers
sh-t sad but it still happen
i know n-gg-s 45 and they still rappin’
the n-gg- say he got da plug, musta missed that one
he on his fifth bae momma and his six alb-m
d-mn, livin’ the dream, ready to crash witness
while i’m killin’ the sheet, ready to stash weapons
peg leg, you dead, n-gg- ya half steppin’
these punch lines for n-gg-s need the -ss wippin’
see, i can hear ya mustar music
that will resolve with you havin’ brunk o’ bruises
? contusions that will leave you black and blue
type of sh-t that a m-th-f-ckin; punk pursue ’em
(let ’em know, bra)
it’s just me and my twin, the game i play, they know that i’m gonna win
y’all don’t know the depths that we’ve been
h-ll yea, we deserve the spot that we in
done!

(verse: kap kallous)
and i’m savin’ it, put a flag in the game, i’m claimin’ it
and all the words that i say gon’ pay the rent
one day i’ll be yo f-ckin’ favorite
till then, i’mma kill these shows
stunt on hoes wit my b-boy pose
state by state i’mma save these souls
till the blood in my veins went thru my clothes
oh, jon connor with me
big prunks flow wit tha mind of fifty
time to indie, i’m a nipsy
since day one had the hustle in me
i’m a gold getter. i get dough and i know betta than
to f-ck wit a lonely hoe that don’t better you
incredible, instincts instead of you tellin’ me what i should do
you do it! i’m movin’, i’m fluid, i do it, i get it
i said it, i meant it, i’m bet in a million credits
that none of y’all ever could measure the ball that
i send for myself
and n-body else, i’m sending these rappers, they gettin’ the belt
they beggin’ for help
no one can hear all the screamin’ ova me winnin’
i feel like i’m lappin’ myself
f-ck how ya felt. back to yo b-tch and i’m makin’ her melt
the sh-t that i said, breakfast in bed
head on the wall like i’m huntin’ the elk
up on the shelf, next to the plaxel avengeally had
swimmin’ in cash, isn’t too bad
lonely, famous, i’m meant to be dead
i’m meant to be dead

(verse: preauxx)
yea, buddy, i’m still on top
2k14 but i’m still on pac
h-ll mary, i get around
these n-gg-s hate but they still gon’ try
there are days when i just window shop
neva vacate till the end of spot
no hoe stop, no flue, just so you know
call this sh-t the bimboe pocket(?)
how ya like me now? you thought you leave the hand out
you can smack to yo d-mn mouth
but even that and the hand out
i saw like i turn her on the bench
that’s a burden
if i had a lane you could put me in
i’d prolly be swervin’
lonely, famous, man, my life would not be basic
even dough you n-gg-s dreaded, most of y’all ain’t really haitian
i hate we so divided, but my benjimins applyin’
it’s a bunch of actresses that really need the otha side of me
i’m two x’s, no o’s
and d-ck that, no noses
only lost some sanity, still on top and don’t care
these cheese o’ sh-t not dairy, maybe not some halle berry
shut da f-ck and get on top
now i fin’ yo breast a cherry
hah!

(interlude: kap kallous)
this ain’t no dream, no
i put my team on
i’m tryna get it
you ready? i’m ready or not
i’m doin’ betta man
put that on er’thang
i’m tryna get it
you ready? we ready or not

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