Famous - Zilla, Trill Real, Zilla & Trill Real

Really are you willing to be famous?

Do this shit for my own entertainment

We was outside on the grind when it’s raining

You was indoors nigga you was just playing

By the corner stores and the pavements

(Nigga we dun changed the arrangements) x2

My Nigga I ain’t slept in 8 nights

Grinding, moving to stay tight

Tell em give me back my own rights…

I’m tired and tired it ain’t nice

Just got off the damn flight

Took off at dawn I’m off sight yet

Hit the studio twice and

Knock the mic like I’m Tyson

Decepticon in my likeness

That explains I ain’t righteous…

We all sinners nigga I’m a born sinner (Git!)

See we trynna heats the coal in the cold winter (Git!)

Though I never really grew up from the cold dinners (Git!)

But I could have your bitch walking like a Rove hit her

That’s rich sex!

I’m Joking- I would treat her ass like a princess

First I gotta get rinced

I’m full of contradictions

Been at and out my system

Fighting my conflictions.. Oh God!

Really you ain’t messing with the Old Rod (Nah!)

And really I ain’t messing with your so called top ten

I’m an underdog see I’m trynna get it poppin

Daddy told me failing ain’t a motherfucking option

And when I’m performing I sell like auctions

Trynna expand my market

Finna put a price on my head?

Niggas dead Your shots will not target!

Really are you willing to be famous?

Do this shit for my own entertainment

We was outside on the grind when its raining

You was indoors nigga you was just playing

By the corner stores and the pavements

(Nigga we dun changed the arrangements) x2