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Yeah Shane Shane Shane Shane They wanna fuck me for the fame Shane Shane Shane Shane They wanna fuck me for the fame Shane Shane Shane Shane Yeah, yeah Ayy Niggas poppin' on my timeline They on that hate shit, I'm 'bout to spray it nine times We took a loss and we back at it We got that dope like a crack addict I fuck your bitch on the Craftmatic I know codeine a bad habit, I know codeine a bad habit You gon' be loved forever, I'm gettin' money forever I'm pissin' stones wherever I'm totin' a MAC MAC like a backpack, got my soldier wherever I put some bands in your bluffer I'm on a whole 'nother level, yeah, I'm on a whole 'nother level I can't trust these bitches I'm sippin' champagne on the plane, I'm on a campaign for the fame She wanna fuck me for the fame Shane Shane Shane Shane Shane Shane Shane Shane She wanna fuck me for the fame Shane Shane Shane Shane, yeah You done turned me to a savage, fuck you bitches actin', yeah It ain't nothin' to get a bad bitch, we ain't runnin' up a bag, bitch But remember what I told you, young nigga But remember what I told you, young nigga Gotta make it out this hood, gotta make it out this hood Gotta make it out this hood, gotta make it out this hood Gotta make it out this hood, gotta make it out this hood Gotta make it out this hood, gotta make it out this hood Yeah, I was servin' out apartments, I'm tryna fill that dope complex I carried that dope in a rucksack Tried to slide on me, had to bust back Got your bitch gone, no contact, got a hundred grand in my lunch sack Nigga went and told the teacher on me All these nigga niggas sleepin' on me I got it straight out the trenches Stack up the dollars, tryna cop a Bentley I got some bitches on me for the riches, I got Some niggas in the penitentiary, yeah, yeah I had to send 'em a green dime, we stack up the money, we made it out We stackin' the money, we made it out Hustlin' on the backstreet You want somethin', come get at me Nigga got it for the low-low Try to take somethin', that's a no-go You done turned me to a savage, fuck you bitches actin', yeah It ain't nothin' to get a bad bitch, we ain't runnin' up a bag, bitch But remember what I told you, young nigga But remember what I told you, young nigga Gotta make it out this hood, gotta make it out this hood Gotta make it out this hood, gotta make it out this hood Gotta make it out this hood, gotta make it out this hood Gotta make it out this hood, gotta make it out this hood Got the money and the power Bitches wanna devour you but never can overpower you We used to vibe the darkness and face The lights with the curtains open No man is free of temptation when her legs are open No man can understand the sorrow of a failed dream No one should fantasize of lost times or Create a false bond with false friends Only around for ends and a brand new Benz Twenties and tens won't be enough, although the road will be tough Suck it up, acknowledge the faults and praise what's taught Devalue what's bought It's the only way we can make it Yeah, Shane Shane, Shane, Shane