F.L.O.E Price of Fame lyrics
Price of Fame
F.L.O.E
GENRE
Rip Kobe
I'm back in Mamba Mode
I feel like Ginobli
When Pop say it's time to go
Barely had sleep in like three days
I been running through legs like a relay
I'm getting cake like my bday
Try me and turn it to D-Day
Trust anybody could be fake
I'm breaking the rules
They breaking the code
We all are born sinners
And that's word to Cole
Just talked to my bro
Told him lil bro
You need to stay focused
Cause n**** you potent
Don't know if you know it
But n**** I know it
Be damn if I don't let him show it
To my team I'm a battery
I need a team that's as bad as me
Playing with us is a tragedy
Learned from losses and turned them to wins Too many ya n***** stuck on the bench
Ya gotta vent so it don't offend
Too many n***** be talking that rah rah
See me in person and they don't say nada Where was the energy
I don't do friendly beefs
Gone off the Hennessy
That was like two shots
Aye
Bumping that 2pac
Aye
They saying we too hot
My homie be tripping
He not with that dissing
He said he just bought himself two Glocks
We just be rolling up
Ain't no controlling us
We need that trophy
The feel is victorious
Even the Warriors missing the playoffs
So I told my team there is no day offs
Even the best needed a team
Or you'll end up like Steph
That's a message that I carry to chest Whenever I sit and reflect on proper perspective
Nothing ya do impressive
From ya beats ya rhymes
Ya whole selection is garbage
Ya wouldn't be proud of ya
Even if you wearing Prada
Had to switch the flow up
The shit was getting too predictable
Drizzy I get it
When you on top
They try to get rid of you
First they love you then they ridicule
It's a struggle trynna shift ya mood
She just listened to my interview
Now she sending pictures while in the nude
I'm back in Mamba Mode
I feel like Ginobli
When Pop say it's time to go
Barely had sleep in like three days
I been running through legs like a relay
I'm getting cake like my bday
Try me and turn it to D-Day
Trust anybody could be fake
I'm breaking the rules
They breaking the code
We all are born sinners
And that's word to Cole
Just talked to my bro
Told him lil bro
You need to stay focused
Cause n**** you potent
Don't know if you know it
But n**** I know it
Be damn if I don't let him show it
To my team I'm a battery
I need a team that's as bad as me
Playing with us is a tragedy
Learned from losses and turned them to wins Too many ya n***** stuck on the bench
Ya gotta vent so it don't offend
Too many n***** be talking that rah rah
See me in person and they don't say nada Where was the energy
I don't do friendly beefs
Gone off the Hennessy
That was like two shots
Aye
Bumping that 2pac
Aye
They saying we too hot
My homie be tripping
He not with that dissing
He said he just bought himself two Glocks
We just be rolling up
Ain't no controlling us
We need that trophy
The feel is victorious
Even the Warriors missing the playoffs
So I told my team there is no day offs
Even the best needed a team
Or you'll end up like Steph
That's a message that I carry to chest Whenever I sit and reflect on proper perspective
Nothing ya do impressive
From ya beats ya rhymes
Ya whole selection is garbage
Ya wouldn't be proud of ya
Even if you wearing Prada
Had to switch the flow up
The shit was getting too predictable
Drizzy I get it
When you on top
They try to get rid of you
First they love you then they ridicule
It's a struggle trynna shift ya mood
She just listened to my interview
Now she sending pictures while in the nude
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