Famous (Acoustic) [Live]

VERSE1

You want success and a big mansion in the hills

You want the fame, you want the bitches, you want thrills

Go on, text me the address

I’m done with this shit

With my fucking crew we gonna sip it at this function all night long

I’m in the mood for see through bottles, bitches grinding to my songs

I see you call my line you but ‘bay I can’t pick up the phone

This supermodel acting flirty, got him begging for a show

HOOK (x2)

Would you ride for me, die for me, if I had fame?

Would you lie for me, cry for me, if I had fame?

Would you try with me, try with me, if I had fame?

If I was famous famous

Famous

VERSE2

Is your fucking name on the guestlist, I dont see it?

Don’t tell ‘em you know me, VIP zones are restricted

Our love could’ve been real but baby couldn’t risk it

You wanted the success that you prioritized

And you couldn’t chase it with me on your side

Boy you caught up in your own fucking lies so

This ain’t no surprise

You want drip on your wrist and wealth in your eyes

Give up on our love as a sacrifice

Feelings aside

But we can still link up during the night

HOOK (x2)

Would you ride for me, die for me, if I had fame?

Would you lie for me, cry for me, if I had fame?

Would you try with me, try with me, if I had fame?

If I was famous famous

Famous