Not Even Famous歌词-Austin Sour

Not Even Famous歌词由Austin Sour演唱，出自专辑《Ghost》，下面是《Not Even Famous》完整版歌词！

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Nowadays it feel like we on

I got b*****who love me for me

It don’t matter the jewelry

She loving the charm

Went from double re-ups

To bubbling g up

You know that lil n****a star

Only family inside of the car

F9

That foreign go far

2 h****on me

That’s god

He know I deserve this

We get the flexing on purpose

Walk in the trap you get customer service

Swiper no swiping

I know that they lurking

I’m tryna get my old lady a Burkin

The only reason he know me

I served him

G.o.d baby I’m bigger then churches

We gota buss a new play

When we huddle up

If you ain’t killing for yours

You ain’t one of us

Lately I been getting chewed

Like bubble gum

I gota b*****

Who gone swallow

What’s coming up

I don’t need nothing but dollars

You dum or what

You see them goons that I got

Yea I’m one them

I am not one of them

100 thousand

I need me a hunny bun

Already know

I be back when the sun is up

I chill wit the money

I slide wit the cash

She put her stomach inside of her a**

I always had it

the timing was bad

I want them diamonds

That look like glass

Reco gone cook that s***like c****

You shaky

I know why you move like that

I ain’t gota use auto tune like that

The b*****they love my voice

Playa

I let them make they choice

Strap up

N****

Go kill that noise

I been broke for a minute

I’m going to

I’m still tryna fill that void

Under dog you know we gone take it

I got b*****who send me locations

S***I deal with

I’m not even famous

I made a movie

I love all the action

I had to suit up

And go get the back end

I tell my b****to pull up

In some fashion

Yea

My daughter watch me on her tablet

Clean all the money

They love me I’m rappin

I could still break a bowl down

With the trappers

I ain’t with nothing but b*****

An clappers

You know it’s hott

Hottt

Hotttt

Hottt

Hottt

I seen that money turn N*****to cops

I smoke 2 8ths

And Give 6 to the block

Ps came In

smoke a lil off the top

You know that drum

Like a stick on the mob

I got b*****who did what they did

cause I’m hot

My Brody don’t come out

Till it’s out the pot

365 make it back to the block