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jackalish - fortune (ft. shady foundalive) lyrics

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hook [foundalive]

you pay for your fame no fortune
you pay for your fame no fortune
you pay for your fame no fortune
you pay for your fame no fortune
yeah, hey

[verse 1] [jackalish]

boi i make a plate with a portion
everybody’s got the hate game enormous
see me do my thing now u wanna join in
a minute into the game now u wanna forfeit
small apartment high as a forklift
stable pay check, hit the mall with my own b-tch
f-ck, buy a mall for my own kids
ball so hard m-th-f-ckas wanna talk sh-t
that’s the life i wanna hop in
v12 lambo all wheel drive no spin
stunned when they see me like austin
f-ck is they talkin about im flexing not boasting
never mind me when i step in for recording
a few verses just to keep the game floating
o’s on my check b-tch i ain’t talking oatmeal
hickies on my neck got me looking like a zombie
stop acting like u don’t see
im not one of u, im that guy that goes toasty
when i ain’t playing i be watching
and when my turn comes please dont speak
labels wanna get adoption
of the character that i possess behind the microphone go the f-ck in like moses cross oceans
and i ain’t talkin body lotion
everybody’s got me hopin
that not a penny spent yet for exposure
all you gotta do is look a little closer
the kinda rapper needed across the border
you pay for ur fame not fortune

[chorus]

[verse 2]

wanna talk about verses
im about to drop a lot
its all about the time i go the f-ck in
they be tellin everybody
jackalish is k!llin it
on the top of the game now
no stressing, i been to busy flexing
have a look at my arm
dropping punchlines like a boxer
manny pacquiuo
boi i pick a verse from a dozen
everybody got my spit game oceans
shape up my future i ain’t talkin morphing
theres a reason why drop music so often
more money as i grow older
put my future verses in a toaster
the kinda rapper in the local
the kinda rapper goes global
put my clothes on i gotta go out lost my car keys go back in and have a look they on the sofa
f-ck that man i want a chauffeur
black maybach with the doors up
always mistaken for a saucer
everything that i say boi i do well done
so rare make em wonder if im an illusion
im so real like an apple ask newton
yall f-ckboys p-ssy divas revolution
the flow that i spit m-th-f-ckas no fun
might even admit it makes u feel soaked up
snooki boys telling me that my verses too short
opportunities coming my way son
its vibration when im on the mic they c-m
all eyes on me like a freemason
u pay for ur fame no fortune

[chorus]



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