Bein Famous lyrics

[Intro: Capo]
Homeboy flexin' to his b*tch sayin' he know me, know he lyin'
Whinin' the whole time
His b*tch want me to stay over, I ain't got the time

[Chorus: Capo]
Homeboy flexin' to his b*tch, sayin' he know me but I know he lyin'
And, I been f*cked his b*tch and he been whinin' the whole time
And, his b*tch want me to stay over but baby I ain't go the time
And, I told her hold my guap first, she said "Baby do your thing"
And, I can't trust these n*ggas, so that's why I keep my thang with me
And if you ain't with the street sh*t, don't get your ass cooked (Phew phew phew), n*gga just for hangin'
And a lot of these n*ggas start gettin' a little money, then they get to changin'
I'd rather have this money and my n*ggas with me, sh*t f*ck bein' famous

[Verse 1: Capo]
I'd rather have this money and my n*ggas with me, sh*t f*ck bein' famous
Lotta n*ggas talk lotta sh*t, so them guns get to aimin'
My n*ggas on bullsh*t, lots of men we bangin'
If you ain't with the street sh*t, don't get cooked just for hangin'
Pull up on a f*ck n*gga block and them shots get to ringin'
Sneak dissin' to that b*tch and my phone get to ringin'
Rappin' just to get Slick out, I ain't tryna get famous
Trying to hit him with a life sentence, can’t let the walls change him
And his bond still 500k, and y'all n*ggas, y'all fake
'Cause I'm gettin' money, f*ck n*gga and that's the reason y'all hate
Boy play your plays with me
Flexin' to your b*tch like you the n*gga, boy stay away from me
[Chorus: Capo]
Homeboy flexin' to his b*tch, sayin' he know me but I know he lyin'
And, I been f*cked his b*tch and he been whinin' the whole time
And, his b*tch want me to stay over but baby I ain't go the time
And, I told her hold my guap first, she said "Baby do your thing"
And, I can't trust these n*ggas, so that's why I keep my thang with me
And if you ain't with the street sh*t, don't get your ass cooked (phew phew phew), n*gga just for hangin'
And a lot of these n*ggas start gettin' a little money, then they get to changin'
I'd rather have this money and my n*ggas with me, sh*t f*ck bein' famous

[Verse 2: Lil Herb]
I'd rather have this money and my n*ggas with me, f*ck bein' famous
Hit the club with the gang, totin' 30s and them thangs, we armed and dangerous
And we gang bangin', don't get changed man
We ain't like y'all rappin' ass n*ggas, got hammers on us, we aimin'
Young n*gga I came from nothin', that's why I'm 'bout a sack
Start finessin', I'm playin' with these racks and I don't know how to act
Remember me, Kobe, Cap, and Doowop was on the block gettin' off the act
RIP Kobe, me and Doowop and Boss Cap gettin' off the act
We leanin', we dozin' off a four
Bro still got a 30 up on his head, run up he gon' blow
"What happened to them n*ggas?" We don't know
Tryina stack my digits, I ain't flexin' for no hoes

[Chorus: Capo]
Homeboy flexin' to his b*tch, sayin' he know me but I know he lyin'
And, I been f*cked his b*tch and he been whinin' the whole time
And, his b*tch want me to stay over but baby I ain't go the time
And, I told her hold my guap first, she said "Baby do your thing"
And, I can't trust these n*ggas, so that's why I keep my thang with me
And if you ain't with the street sh*t, don't get your ass cooked (phew phew phew), n*gga just for hangin'
And a lot of these n*ggas start gettin' a little money, then they get to changin'
I'd rather have this money and my n*ggas with me, sh*t f*ck bein' famous