Famous by KHAWAJA Lyrics
HOOK
Shorty ask me what it’s like to be famous
I tell her I don’t know
Money gets made and the people get dangerous
Oh the shows I throw
Girls go crazy when I’m on road
And my mama on the phone
Mad I don’t call but the my money she love it
Cuz it pays all her bills
VERSE 1
Ops on the way so I really gotta go
You gone waste time baby i cannot roll
You gone get high and I’ll take it for the road
I was only lonely I ain’t really want the dome
You know I
I just need somebody that gone keep me company
Not somebody that just wanna come and fuck with me
I need that real love
Someone to feel up
Someone that’s book smart but got a street Etiquette
I need a real bitch that put me on better shit
Money don’t matter but who did I get it with
Broken heart but you know that I’ll get it fixed
HOOK
Shorty ask me what it’s like to be famous
I tell her I don’t know
Money gets made and the people get dangerous
Oh the shows I throw
Girls go crazy when I’m on road
And my mama on the phone
Mad I don’t call but the my money she love it
Cuz it pays all her bills
VERSE 2
Lately it’s me and my money
Lost so many people keeping it a hundred
I got love and I give it with abundance
But most these people be the ones I can’t fuck with
Late night drives turn into over thinking
Meeting new people who do I bring in
Hard to trust when everyone’s broke it
Love the life style but baby I’m broken
Crave someone that’ll hold me down
Not someone that’s running around
Baby baby I’m not here for the questions
HOOK
Shorty ask me what it’s like to be famous
I tell her I don’t know
Money gets made and the people get dangerous
Oh the shows I throw
Girls go crazy when I’m on road
And my mama on the phone
Mad I don’t call but the my money she love it
Cuz it pays all her bills
Shorty ask me what it’s like to be famous
I tell her I don’t know
Money gets made and the people get dangerous
Oh the shows I throw
Girls go crazy when I’m on road
And my mama on the phone
Mad I don’t call but the my money she love it
Cuz it pays all her bills
VERSE 1
Ops on the way so I really gotta go
You gone waste time baby i cannot roll
You gone get high and I’ll take it for the road
I was only lonely I ain’t really want the dome
You know I
I just need somebody that gone keep me company
Not somebody that just wanna come and fuck with me
I need that real love
Someone to feel up
Someone that’s book smart but got a street Etiquette
I need a real bitch that put me on better shit
Money don’t matter but who did I get it with
Broken heart but you know that I’ll get it fixed
HOOK
Shorty ask me what it’s like to be famous
I tell her I don’t know
Money gets made and the people get dangerous
Oh the shows I throw
Girls go crazy when I’m on road
And my mama on the phone
Mad I don’t call but the my money she love it
Cuz it pays all her bills
VERSE 2
Lately it’s me and my money
Lost so many people keeping it a hundred
I got love and I give it with abundance
But most these people be the ones I can’t fuck with
Late night drives turn into over thinking
Meeting new people who do I bring in
Hard to trust when everyone’s broke it
Love the life style but baby I’m broken
Crave someone that’ll hold me down
Not someone that’s running around
Baby baby I’m not here for the questions
HOOK
Shorty ask me what it’s like to be famous
I tell her I don’t know
Money gets made and the people get dangerous
Oh the shows I throw
Girls go crazy when I’m on road
And my mama on the phone
Mad I don’t call but the my money she love it
Cuz it pays all her bills