Rising To Fame

Verse 1 Yeah, Okay I'm Rising To Fame Haters Rising, To Lame Gucci Mane, Starting To Sound The Same It Was A Welcome Home Party For Me, & All Ya Bitches Came Uh, The Doctor Prescribed Me With A Gallon Of Lean Fresh Money School, & Yes I Am The Dean Shot Out To PJ, Boy You Can Sing We Throwing A Party, Bitches & Weed, Is All Ya Got To Bring Yeah, Sometimes I Feel As If Y'all Dont Understand What I Went Through It's Fresh Money Bitch, We Remain The Best Crew & I Got Ya Bitch Twisted, Like A Fuckin' Screw I Love The Rap Game & You Know That's True.. Uh, I'm Steady Rising To Fame Fresh Money We Rap For Money, & To Entertain Hook:LilSquad Yeah, Bro We Rising To Fame A Few Years Back, We Was Wiping Tables, But Now We Make It Rain All We Do Is Ball, No Fumble, So We Got Game I'm On Another Track With J, We On The Killa Train Verse 2: Lil JJ Yeah, I Swear I'm Rising To Fame Went From Hanging With Lame's, To Hanging With Wayne Yeah, People Say, I'm Tripping Make Love To My Girl, She Can't Walk, So Bro She Skipping Uh, LilSquad You & Max, Y'all All I Got & When I Was Gone, Y'all had The Ball, & The Ball Didn't Drop Hook:LilSquad Verse 3: LilSquad Uh, Me & This Girl, We Just Ended Our Beef Soon As The Shit Ended, I Was Filled With Grief I Dont Go To Church, Because I Hate The Priest & I'm A Big Nigga, So Get The Fuck Off My Street & Fresh Money In Charge, Tell Them Niggas To Take A Seat & If Ya Bitch Bad, She The Bitch I Wanna Meet Uh, Haha, I'm Gone..... Hook:LilSquad