Fame

LexNour

Yeah, just bought a black Bentley truck, but I got no black tuxedo

Ain’t even put a post up, given no ****s no ego

Huh, know that’s lie homie

We all gotta little bit of high rise homie

A PBR yeah but I got bub on shelf

I’m in love with myself

Won’t die lonely

You asking why not me why homie

Get tough don’t cry on me, bitch

I suffered to get rich, I became a president,

But they can’t put a tie on me

Gave my mamma new whip, a CVO clean as a new Q Tip

A Harley Davidson trike the hard way to spend right

I gave part of life just to do this

And gave part of my heart when Shawty Fatt died

Know my brother was an on the block crack guy

Blood on my face from the shot trap side

I didn’t realize I was baptized

At the time

But the time was a rhyme I confined and compartmentalized

I built like a builder milled and I drilled up

Dirt to a tiller marginalized

And part of its pride

The other part of it is my eyes

What I’ve seen, what I’ve done, what I’ve lost, what I’ve won

I was made to become that guy

So when the stage lights hit boy in the leather jacket

That’s me at the steeple

Rock and roll, here is the church

Rock and roll, here is the people

And we are evil

Always wanting something new

To be famous people

We’ve been watching over you

We are (We are) evil (Evil)

Always wantin’ something new (Always wanting something)

To be famous (Famous) people (people)

We’ve been watching over you

They been watching and looking right through a peephole

Claim fame is nice so I’ma need some insurance on it

So I can get half of what it equals

The other half in case I turn evil is reparations for the mislead people

I never meant to do that but in between the alcohol

And shows and couple of bad hoes

I may of feel a bit off track

See I was never meant fall in line, every track was a stand

I don’t walk left right ‘less we talking ’bout a marching band

The head space that I’m in, got these people looking at me like a Martian man

They butter me up, margarine

They said my soul was the cost to trend and my consciousness

And as a result, I ain’t never ****ing picking up the call again

I don’t give a **** what you say, I ain’t never gon’ change, bitch

I came and I did it my way

I got the crowd packed screaming words back saying Dax,

Every time I hit the goddamn stage

Pussy you ain’t gonna touch what I made

Don’t you ever try to say that you know or you feel my pain

We are not the same

I’m off the chain

I’m in the storm

But meant to reign

And I ain’t ****ing with bad vibez

Dax is an American past time

Blowing up on defeat like a landmine

So don’t ever ask why, I’m the bad guy

‘Cause that’s what happens when you’re something they can’t find

As I look into my eyes and pass by the mirror lies,

I see someone broken inside that hides as the fame deprives

But helps build the life that they all define as one of a kind

And we are evil

Always wanting something new

To be famous people

We’ve been watching over you

We are (We are) evil (Evil)

Always wantin’ something new (Always wanting something)

To be famous (Famous) people (people)

We’ve been watching over you

We are evil

Always wanting something

We are evil

Always wanting something