Im hearing rumors about you
And I can't stomach the thought
Of someone touching your body
When your so close to my heart
Shouldn't have took you for granted
I caused you to up and leave
Now I'm so stuck with decisions
I'm begging down on my knees
If I ever let you down
I'm sorry
If I ever made you cry
I'm sorry
If I very broke your heart
I'm sorry
If I ever told you lies
I'm sorry ay ay aaaayyyy yeah oooohhh, woaaah
Finally Famous gettin' yep
Could you tell me where to goooo? I need direction
Where are we now? Where's the
Intersection?
Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception
In this cold world, it's all about collection
So I, I stack paper and keep it ghetto
Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world
I made a promise to the mirror
That I'd, never ever ever go broke
Riding through the city, I be riding through the city
All I know is bad bitches, I got Finally Famous with me though
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled ayy yeah