Young Jeezy feat. T.I. - . (Vocal Version) - Ultimate Tribute Stars F**k these haters I'd kill 'em all if I could Ain't scared of none of y'all so you know my aim good Blowin bin Ladie in my Porsche 911 Just left Ground Zero on my way to kush heaven Can't slow down too much evil in my rear view Sometimes you wanna scream to God but he can't hear you And even if you did this'll probably be his answer F**k you 'plainin' 'bout It ain't like you got cancer Do it for my niggas on the block that got it worse First the love then the hate that just a trap ni**a's curse I betcha feel like the whole world hatin' on you But what's the holdup The whole world waitin' on you (The fame ) I wake up and feel empty Sh*t make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me Fake motherf**kers envy (The fame ) I wake up and feel empty Sh*t make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me Fake motherf**kers envy You mean to tell me from runnin' my big mouth That I could chill here in this big penthouse All elevator'd up black hardwood floors Just to sit around and feel like it ain't yours Your conscience gotcha feelin' like you done somethin' wrong But the flatscreen say motherf**ker we on Pardon me ni**a do you see this view See Ruth's Chris from here what the f**k's wrong wit' you Lookin' at my Rollie yeah it's almost seven Bill Gates state of mind wit' a automatic weapon You might 'member from puttin' on for the city Or back when it was on two goin' for the fitty Opened up a few squares opened up a few tours Just to show niggas keys open up doors “Oh we don't f**k wit' Young no mo'” Why not The only thing I can figure 'cause he on top (The fame ) I wake up and feel empty Sh*t make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me Fake motherf**kers envy (The fame ) I wake up and feel empty Sh*t make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me Fake motherf**kers tempt me What up world Long time huh Look Lately I been off and out of sight seldom out of mind Ay getcha business' right and stay the hell up out of mine I'm out my mind tryin' to fix it 'fore I'm out of time Don't worry 'bout me God got me bruh I'm doin' fine Another year in prison promise this is it for me Tryna make it through the storm should be makin' history No feelin' sorry for me keep ya pity and ya sympathy Good or bad take it like a man whatever meant for me How I did it make 'em hate my spirit they wish they could kill it And they'll take it however they can get it Wanna see me fulla misery walkin' wit' my head down “Let's decapitate him then we'll see if he can wear his crown ” (The fame ) I wake up and feel empty Sh*t make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty I'm already standin' on the edge so don't tempt me Fake motherf**kers envy (The fame )编辑于2021/03/05更新