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Peter James - Famous (The Story of Kanye) Lyrics



Peter James - Famous (The Story of Kanye) Lyrics




Verse 1:
I want money just throw up at the club like everyday,
Make a milly, no big dealy, got another on the way.
If I'm winning, then I'm sinning, but the devil stay away,
If she want it, then I got it, tell her sister she can stay.

If you didn't understand, let me put it in perspective,
Money is an obligation, love is an elective.
Four story house like Floyd Mayweather,
The only four stories that Floyd could endeavor.

Got off white rims strapped back to the lambo,
Packing out these stadiums, looks like Lambeau,
Money on trees, man watch these plants grown.
Couldn't understand like John J. Rambo,

Uh, set in my ways,
You wanted a race so I gave you a chase,
I'm going to chase to withdraw from my bank,
Take it all overseas, just to make sure it's safe.

Chorus:
I want to be famous,
I want to be famous,
I want to be famous,
Bitches, money, power, man.
I want to be famous.

Verse 2:
Paparazzi outside tryna record,
I can't even get a f*cking miniute all alone.
But I just bought the brand new iPhone.
Top gig, max shit, outright, no loan.

Amazon, package, EHang, new drone.
184, cost more than new homes.
All white, black rims, Roadyacht, I'mma Savage.
No f*ckin in the back cause interior package.

That shit was so expensive,
Go back to your shitty home driving in your lexus.
Drinking every night, I don't need an intervention.
Got the coke spread on the table like the spread when we have breakfast.

F*ck a new bitch everynight,
I'm just tryna do this right.
We only have one life,
So I'll die when God intends it, and that even means tonight.

Verse 3:
Pray for me I'm lonely,
From selling my soul, unholy.
These chains they're wanting to hold me,
Done turning my back they show me.

I got it, but shit's still missing,
They open their ears to listen,
I pray that they keep their distance,
From seeing this new existence.
Uh,

Money and cars,
I made from the bars,
Becomin' a star,
I made it to mars.

Now I feel the pressure, pressing down on me.
At times I think that they be looking down on me.
I used to never care if they be doubting me,
But now I see the sun is clouding down on me.

And maybe this is just another way that God is giving a lesson to get the best out of me.

F*ck that shit,
I admit,
This is not what I wanted.

I thought the perks of being famous was dope.
But now I just see I was tying my rope.
And now I just feel this shit tighten my throat.
Half of them laugh, the others say GOAT.

I am not another farm animal,
Barn animal, I'm letting you know.

I'm letting it go, I'm holdin my own.
Taking what's mine, then taking it home.

I don't even need a reason just to do the things that I do and I do it so easy.

Please excuse all the thing of the past,
All of that shit is no longer attached.
I just wanna live my life, live it right,
Call it a night, I'm making it last.
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Verse 1:
I want money just throw up at the club like everyday,
Make a milly, no big dealy, got another on the way.
If I'm winning, then I'm sinning, but the devil stay away,
If she want it, then I got it, tell her sister she can stay.

If you didn't understand, let me put it in perspective,
Money is an obligation, love is an elective.
Four story house like Floyd Mayweather,
The only four stories that Floyd could endeavor.

Got off white rims strapped back to the lambo,
Packing out these stadiums, looks like Lambeau,
Money on trees, man watch these plants grown.
Couldn't understand like John J. Rambo,

Uh, set in my ways,
You wanted a race so I gave you a chase,
I'm going to chase to withdraw from my bank,
Take it all overseas, just to make sure it's safe.

Chorus:
I want to be famous,
I want to be famous,
I want to be famous,
Bitches, money, power, man.
I want to be famous.

Verse 2:
Paparazzi outside tryna record,
I can't even get a f*cking miniute all alone.
But I just bought the brand new iPhone.
Top gig, max shit, outright, no loan.

Amazon, package, EHang, new drone.
184, cost more than new homes.
All white, black rims, Roadyacht, I'mma Savage.
No f*ckin in the back cause interior package.

That shit was so expensive,
Go back to your shitty home driving in your lexus.
Drinking every night, I don't need an intervention.
Got the coke spread on the table like the spread when we have breakfast.

F*ck a new bitch everynight,
I'm just tryna do this right.
We only have one life,
So I'll die when God intends it, and that even means tonight.

Verse 3:
Pray for me I'm lonely,
From selling my soul, unholy.
These chains they're wanting to hold me,
Done turning my back they show me.

I got it, but shit's still missing,
They open their ears to listen,
I pray that they keep their distance,
From seeing this new existence.
Uh,

Money and cars,
I made from the bars,
Becomin' a star,
I made it to mars.

Now I feel the pressure, pressing down on me.
At times I think that they be looking down on me.
I used to never care if they be doubting me,
But now I see the sun is clouding down on me.

And maybe this is just another way that God is giving a lesson to get the best out of me.

F*ck that shit,
I admit,
This is not what I wanted.

I thought the perks of being famous was dope.
But now I just see I was tying my rope.
And now I just feel this shit tighten my throat.
Half of them laugh, the others say GOAT.

I am not another farm animal,
Barn animal, I'm letting you know.

I'm letting it go, I'm holdin my own.
Taking what's mine, then taking it home.

I don't even need a reason just to do the things that I do and I do it so easy.

Please excuse all the thing of the past,
All of that shit is no longer attached.
I just wanna live my life, live it right,
Call it a night, I'm making it last.
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Writer: Anisa, Andre Joseph Nookadu, Cedric Steinmyller, Frank Buelles, Georgia Elisabeth Laura Buchanan, Matt James, Maurizio Pozzi, Michael Henry Kintish
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Cloud9, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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