Fame, I'm the man that takes things over

Fame makes me loose, hard to swallow

Fame puts me there where things are hollow

Fame

Fame

It's not your brain, it's just the flame

The bitch is gonna get your ends

Slain!

(You know I need the money, I will get the money

Cause I need the cash, hey c'mon gotta get it)

(You know I need the money, I will get the money

Cause I need the cash, hey c'mon gotta get it)

Fame, what you like is in the limo

Fame, take it now there's no tomorrow

Fame, what you need you'll have to borrow

Fame

Fame

Nine is fine, it plays for time

I'ma lemme hit you from be-hind

Fame, fame

Fame

A bullet for me, I bust it for you

I love it when you grab my gun

Fame

Fame, what's your name? What's your name? What's your name?

Say my name? Say my name? Say my name?

The world's famous, rugged with the superstar persona

Rough designer, the chubby alcoholic rhymer

Big timer, I'm known in places I haven't even been

Executed styles behind men

Oh God, I preach that old Hudd City gospel

My look's hostile, hitting Remy from the bottle

The fame is like I'm possessed with game

And everywhere I go, hos screaming my name

But I'm rolling, not that my bald head's swollen

I'm towing, ya fixed up, they'd rather see ya broken

I'm scoping often where the spotlights shine

Me and my crew drinking trying to have a good time

But folks watching, wearing khakis or Versace

They try to mack me, caught up in the paparazzi

I'ma look what the hogg had become

A top notch nigga with the fame game

Is it any wonder, I'll reject ya first

Fame fame fame fame

Is it any wonder, your heart's too cold to fool

Fame fame fame fame