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fsg rell - rockstar problems lyrics

(intro)
king
ha
run it up
what’s up
let’s get it

(chorus: fsg rell)
if it wasn’t for the fame these b+tches wouldn’t be on me
if i didn’t have the name i wouldn’t have these homies
i just put a hundred on my wrist i just put ten on my top
i just took my mom off the block
i just threw shots up the block
if it wasn’t for the fame, it wasn’t for the fame
i wouldn’t even have a name, wouldn’t even have a name
i just put a hundred on my wrist, i just put ten on my top
i just took my mom off the block, i just threw shots up the block

(verse 1: fsg rell)
i done seen a lot of fake fake love
i done seen a lot of hate cause we up
i been running through racks
spend one get one right back
when we was broke and lost it all, i told my man relax
my life about to change
and people gonna change
but all that hate, it motivate me to go do my thing
n+ggas don’t know my pain
i been through some rain
i see you tryna pass me up but you ain’t in my lane
i gotta carry the team
before it’s rip
i want the real ones to stay real, i swear that’s all i need
been real no switching up
long as you grind you up
here’s a toast and celebration to no giving up
(chorus: fsg rell)
if it wasn’t for the fame these b+tches wouldn’t be on me
if i didn’t have the name i wouldn’t have these homies
i just put a hundred on my wrist i just put ten on my top
i just took my mom off the block
i just threw shots up the block
if it wasn’t for the fame, it wasn’t for the fame
i wouldn’t even have a name, wouldn’t even have a name
i just put a hundred on my wrist, i just put ten on my top
i just took my mom off the block, i just threw shots up the block

(verse 2: richie wess)
i got my first bag made sure my momma straight
now i’m in first class we on them private j’s
this one for the real one i know we all relate
no time for the fake ones, you know they love to hate
young n+gga i was up on the block
pockets touching had to get to the guap
draco clean em up like a mop
fish tail when we leaving the lot
fish scale all up in the spot
shhh shh
ship sailed gotta wait for the drop
woo woo
right wrist scr+pe it out of the bowl
white b+tch like a xan and nicole
packs in then we letting em load
touchdown just came with a load
lately i been on my own
these n+ggas’ll bubble off you
turn around then double cross you
i sped off in my lane and lost you
we hitting jugs often
you know i hit a stain coffin
jumped in the game balling
now i got ya main calling
h+llo
i jumped in the game balling
i got ya main calling
(chorus: fsg rell)
if it wasn’t for the fame these b+tches wouldn’t be on me
if i didn’t have the name i wouldn’t have these homies
i just put a hundred on my wrist i just put ten on my top
i just took my mom off the block
i just threw shots up the block
if it wasn’t for the fame, it wasn’t for the fame
i wouldn’t even have a name, wouldn’t even have a name
i just put a hundred on my wrist, i just put ten on my top
i just took my mom off the block, i just threw shots up the block

- fsg rell lyrics

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