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Famous (feat. Richie Buz) Video (MV)




Performed By: Elliott
Language: English
Length: 4:18
Written by: Elliott Torrence, Richard Nwabuzor




Elliott - Famous (feat. Richie Buz) Lyrics




They say it's love but show me different actions
And if I don't sweep it under the rug
Then I bet they say I'm over reacting
Like I'm the one with audacity
I'm tryna see the top floor but the dead weight had my elevator capacity
I'm in need of a new space drastically
I swear I find this flow too naturally
It's like Texas Roadhouse
It's nuts how I'm going on this flow so nastily
God talking to me, you know faith without work is a casualty
Too blessed for me to move haphazardly
I don't care who front me off
I know that who backing me
Gone be there until the day that they packing me
Pray we all go happily
Can't give it a rest until I give it all my effort
Even when I fell off rallied back like checkers
Shorty acting up because she love it when I check her
Progress is in the process
I failed plenty tests cause I was absent for the lecture
I can hit the gym and practice shots with no pressure
But having opposition make me better
I gotta proposition
Do it better
Turn up harder
Do it smarter
Moving Presidential
Jimmy Torrence
More like Jimmy Carter
Bout my business like a start up
Si I think they got me started
I'm still putting on for Harlem
Even tho I'm from the city
Where they up and show they weapons
But don't think to show you pity
All them mommas felt the pain
From seeing sons on that Hanes
And these pussies killing women
Scary part they unashamed
Everytime I hit the booth I let it bang
Mike Breen, uh
(Bang)
All green releases
And baddies in the bleachers
I'm hitting home runs
But I prefer Jack's pizzas
And vibes through my speakers
Michael told me I should a preacher
But who could flow as coal as this
I smoke it like some shisha
No one in the world like Anita
Not ya ordinary rapper
I was loved by all my teachers
Anything to avoid that call to Lisa

While everyone go through changes
Some get wiser
Some turn brainless
We all tryna see what the aim is
Youngins hitting licks
Guess the steel ain't stainless

Who can be a star
When we all feel famous

Who can be a star
When we all feel

Swam with the sharks no need for an OceanGate
Sippin OceanSpray by a pond where the lotus stay
Four feet away from success can't forfeit Reinforced fortress with enemy corpses Milwaukees own Naija boy etched in stone Dollar crash Invest in gold flip that brick money to BRIC money
No love shooting at Cupid bullet wounds substitute bruises rules of the clueless
If you got a PHD or move Ps H and D Rock with Buz then you ok wit me
I'm the bomb can't be undermined
Run with lions that brung down the tyrants Soul not righteous thats behind the iris Thought my dame was loyal she left when the heat came
Its all in the game treat em like free change Tryna preach peace they don't see the why in that
Can't extend a olive branch to a venus fly trap Kill em with my writing hand so dexterous Greatest muscle is the mind so I'm stretchin it Wait that's a reach, but y'all ain't feel me on that time I got deep.
I be movin too steep I don't heed the speech of the sleep
Or the words of the weak hurdlin fences from the herds of the sheep the urge to beef over women is nonsense
In the Book of life character determine yo content
Progress with yes men descent to quicksand Boxing wit my mental whiplash from stiff jabs Mix match brown white, loving that Virginia Black
Pitty pat joker not my ace don't gimme dap Ain't no A.I but/ African intellect
Been a threat since Bin Laden
Dial up internet
E mailed the beat felt defeat at the the times I was lowest robin the game till I'm wit dead poets
Bask in the moment/on the path to the golden Condonin suckers not a part of my onus/ hardly known
I'm the hardest that's chosen
Bet they loafin but not bred for the battle
Keep yo eyes on the snakes and the shake of the rattle
Buz

While everyone go through changes
Some get wiser
Some turn brainless
We all tryna see what the aim is
Youngins hitting licks
Guess the steel ain't stainless

Who can be a star
When we all feel famous

Who can be a star
When we all feel
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They say it's love but show me different actions
And if I don't sweep it under the rug
Then I bet they say I'm over reacting
Like I'm the one with audacity
I'm tryna see the top floor but the dead weight had my elevator capacity
I'm in need of a new space drastically
I swear I find this flow too naturally
It's like Texas Roadhouse
It's nuts how I'm going on this flow so nastily
God talking to me, you know faith without work is a casualty
Too blessed for me to move haphazardly
I don't care who front me off
I know that who backing me
Gone be there until the day that they packing me
Pray we all go happily
Can't give it a rest until I give it all my effort
Even when I fell off rallied back like checkers
Shorty acting up because she love it when I check her
Progress is in the process
I failed plenty tests cause I was absent for the lecture
I can hit the gym and practice shots with no pressure
But having opposition make me better
I gotta proposition
Do it better
Turn up harder
Do it smarter
Moving Presidential
Jimmy Torrence
More like Jimmy Carter
Bout my business like a start up
Si I think they got me started
I'm still putting on for Harlem
Even tho I'm from the city
Where they up and show they weapons
But don't think to show you pity
All them mommas felt the pain
From seeing sons on that Hanes
And these pussies killing women
Scary part they unashamed
Everytime I hit the booth I let it bang
Mike Breen, uh
(Bang)
All green releases
And baddies in the bleachers
I'm hitting home runs
But I prefer Jack's pizzas
And vibes through my speakers
Michael told me I should a preacher
But who could flow as coal as this
I smoke it like some shisha
No one in the world like Anita
Not ya ordinary rapper
I was loved by all my teachers
Anything to avoid that call to Lisa

While everyone go through changes
Some get wiser
Some turn brainless
We all tryna see what the aim is
Youngins hitting licks
Guess the steel ain't stainless

Who can be a star
When we all feel famous

Who can be a star
When we all feel

Swam with the sharks no need for an OceanGate
Sippin OceanSpray by a pond where the lotus stay
Four feet away from success can't forfeit Reinforced fortress with enemy corpses Milwaukees own Naija boy etched in stone Dollar crash Invest in gold flip that brick money to BRIC money
No love shooting at Cupid bullet wounds substitute bruises rules of the clueless
If you got a PHD or move Ps H and D Rock with Buz then you ok wit me
I'm the bomb can't be undermined
Run with lions that brung down the tyrants Soul not righteous thats behind the iris Thought my dame was loyal she left when the heat came
Its all in the game treat em like free change Tryna preach peace they don't see the why in that
Can't extend a olive branch to a venus fly trap Kill em with my writing hand so dexterous Greatest muscle is the mind so I'm stretchin it Wait that's a reach, but y'all ain't feel me on that time I got deep.
I be movin too steep I don't heed the speech of the sleep
Or the words of the weak hurdlin fences from the herds of the sheep the urge to beef over women is nonsense
In the Book of life character determine yo content
Progress with yes men descent to quicksand Boxing wit my mental whiplash from stiff jabs Mix match brown white, loving that Virginia Black
Pitty pat joker not my ace don't gimme dap Ain't no A.I but/ African intellect
Been a threat since Bin Laden
Dial up internet
E mailed the beat felt defeat at the the times I was lowest robin the game till I'm wit dead poets
Bask in the moment/on the path to the golden Condonin suckers not a part of my onus/ hardly known
I'm the hardest that's chosen
Bet they loafin but not bred for the battle
Keep yo eyes on the snakes and the shake of the rattle
Buz

While everyone go through changes
Some get wiser
Some turn brainless
We all tryna see what the aim is
Youngins hitting licks
Guess the steel ain't stainless

Who can be a star
When we all feel famous

Who can be a star
When we all feel
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Writer: Elliott Torrence, Richard Nwabuzor
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