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F A M E (Outro)
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F A M E (Outro) was released on August 17, 2026 by Indian Hill Curato as a part of the album DON'T HUG ME, I'M SCARED
August 17, 2026
LabelIndian Hill Curato
LanguageEnglish
BPM65
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Uh, whether you hate it or love it, fame is a drug, many people have suffered
I gotta explain my discussion, it gave me a plug, now I can't get above it
Cooking all the songs, kitchen looking all messed up, I got bookings on the fourth
Written's got the click blessed up
I gotta unleash a new sound, something that the people just have to relate to
Smoking some tiff and it's loud, running the streets that I got to escape to
If you do it for fame, then she gon' do it for all of that
Everything's never the same, I put her up so she ain't falling back
I put her up like she a party pack, I do it up but she ain't part of that
My jiggas be calling her cardiac, she give 'em more troubles and heart attacks
Staying up late on the phone, getting some women behaving like dummies
Paving my way to my goals, clearing my vision and saving some money
Displaying my pain on this floor, always submitting and praying they love it
You playing then leave me alone, brother I'm working and craving some hundreds
Will you tell me about the fame? Is it real?
Tell me what they love about me, could you tell me about the fame?
Is it real? Tell me what they do for me
Could you tell me about the fame? Is it real?
Tell me what they love about me, could you tell me about the fame?
Is it real? Tell me what they need from me
Yeah, now he's living the life, thinking that he is untouchable
And he ain't seeking advice, look at the groupies he got a few
Look at the bottles he bought a few, if you catching feelings he got at you
He's getting on stage at old clock, look at the time it's quarter to
It's a new city, new girl, doing shhh that's impossible
And we keeping up with the times, if it's deep enough then it's tied
And if you with it then you first, moving us is an obstacle
They feeding us with these lies, if it's deep enough then it's
Been running the game like it's errands, I'm sorry my jigga there's no interference
I'm dropping these bars like an unfinished sentence, believe me forget my appearance
The girls with the booty they like it perhaps it's apparent and don't get embarrassed
The world is improving I might get away with the fact I was born with a talent
People shouting your name on the stage, they loving your dance when you blaze
They singing along to the shhh that you made, my brother you made
People shouting your name on the stage, they loving your dance when you blaze
They singing along to the shhh that you made
Will you tell me about the fame? Is it real?
Tell me what they love about me, could you tell me about the fame?
Is it real? Tell me what they do for me
Could you tell me about the fame? Is it real?
Tell me what they love about me, could you tell me about the fame?
Is it real? Tell me what they need from me
Written by: Credo Mandlhazi, Sipho Gxara, Tafadzwa Gubwe
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