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[Verse 1: Jeezy]
F-ck these haters, I'd kill 'em all if I
Ain't scared of of y'all, so you know my aim good
Blowin bin Ladie in my 911
Just left Zero, on my way to kush heaven
Can't slow down, too much evil in my rear
Sometimes you wanna scream to God, but he hear you
And if you did, this'll probably be his answer
F-ck you about? It ain't like you got cancer
Do it for my niggas on the that got it worse
First the love, then the hate, that just a trap curse
I betcha feel like the whole world on you
But what's the The whole world waitin' on you

(The fame)
I wake up and feel
make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so tempt me
motherf-ckers envy

(The fame)
I wake up and feel
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't me
motherfuckers envy

[Verse 2: Young
You mean to tell me from runnin' my big
That I could chill here in big penthouse
All elevator'd up, hardwood floors
to sit around and feel like it ain't yours
Your conscience gotcha feelin' you done somethin' wrong
But the say motherf-cker, we on
me, nigga, do you see this view?
See Ruth's from here, what the f-ck's wrong wit' you
Lookin' at my Rollie, yeah, it's almost
Bill Gates state of mind wit' a weapon
You might 'member me puttin' on for the city
Or back it was on two, goin' for the fitty
up a few squares, opened up a few tours
Just to show keys open up doors
"Oh, we don't f-ck wit' no mo'" Why not?
The only I can figure, 'cause he on top

(The fame)
I wake up and feel
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so tempt me
motherfuckers envy

(The fame)
I wake up and empty
Shit make you wanna your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake envy

(The fame)

3: T.I.]
What up, world? time, huh?
Hey,

Lately, I off and out of sight, seldom out of mind
Ay, getcha bidne' right, and the hell up out of mind
I'm out my mind, tryin' to fix it 'fore I'm out of
Don't 'bout me, God got me, bruh, I'm doin' fine
Another year in prison, this is it for me
Tryna make it through the storm, should be makin'
No feelin' sorry for me, ya pity and ya sympathy
Good or bad, it like a man, whatever meant for me
How I did it make 'em hate my spirit, they wish they kill it
And take it however they can get it
see me fulla misery, walkin' wit' my head down
"Let's decapitate 'im, we'll see if he can wear his crown!"