And my niggas say   "We want the fame"   C'mon      One thing we all adore, something worth dyin' for   Nothin' but pain, stuck in this game   Searching for fortune and fame   The one thing we all adore, something worth dyin' for   It's been nothin' but pain, stuck in this game   Searching for fortune and fame      Though we exist and breathe, some believe, currency comes to g's   Stresses half the ghetto, with success comes greed   They got me hot, when they shot me, plotted   My revenge to increase my ends, enemies gettin' dropped   Win or lose, red or blue, we must all stay true      Play the game, nigga, never let the game play you   And for the fame, niggas, change fast, that's a shame   What's the game, lost souls   Who controls our brain? Who can I blame?      The world seems strange at times, somewhat insane   I'm hopin' we can change with time   I'm livin' blinded searching for a [Incomprehensible] curse   And I know death follows me, but I murder him first      And worse yet, with each breathe, steps I take, breathless   Is there a cure for a hustler with a death wish?   Cigar ashes, coaster, crystal glasses   We mash on them jealous bastards with a ski mask      I'm the first one to warn them, blast it, wrap them plastic   Bullshittin' got his ass hit, ain't nothing left now   Treated like a stepchild was not for me   Nothin' but busters and bitches be rockin' beats, fake in fame      Block run and shoot slugs, we throw back like hardballs   Without the gloves, no love for these fake desperadoes   And thugs, I bleed to envy, smoke and blow out their blunts   Sipping Henney, drunk nights and hot days   Cocking my heat, shootin' it sideways      A wife on the run, full of common blunts   Unconditionally married to my gun, fulfillin' my destiny   On knees and one's desires, be pulling all my cabbage   Like priors, stuck in the trance   Searching for some higher, the fortune and fame      One thing we all adore, something worth dyin' for   Nothin' but pain, stuck in this game   Searchin' for fortune and fame   One thing we all adore, something worth dyin' for   It's been nothin' but pain, stuck in this game   Searchin' for fortune and fame      Searching for fortune and fame, lost in the rain   A loss of the game with life, with the cost of the game   We're forcing the change, mother fuck, flossing the chain   All of the blame belongs to the part of this brain      That we never use, nigga, plus my heart is in pain   And if I ever lose, homey, bet I'm at it again   Outlaws don't die, so united we stand   And if family 'come a foe, all the fortune and fame      As I walk up in the crib, laid to rest my head   Say some rhymes to the angels, hope they bless my bed   Hope they bless me in a righteous way   Got a homie locked down, outta town, I sent him a kite today      Man, that hate in your heart, you need to cleanse it, dog   Prayin' for my downfall, and I can sense it, dog   I was passed down the street, fame like glocks clocked   And keep aim, was raised up with a clock box   And I ran with the local street gang      They say the light is faded, but still shine in the dark   You can easy been a man, but you's a boy in your heart   And that's some game that I got from generation of game   In the road of life, dog, we need to switch up lanes, think about it      One thing we all adore, something worth dyin' for   Nothing but pain, stuck in this game   Searching for fortune and fame   One thing we all adore, something worth dying for   It's been nothing but pain, stuck in this game   Searching for fortune and fame      I can't complain, I've seen my fair share of fame   It won't change me, then I've got this piece of change   I feel strange, I got so used to the hood   That when I finally got out   At first it ain't feel good, I was just a baby      Still retarded from slavery, when we struggle to shovel shit   Ain't nobody saved me, ghetto ain't made me   I made myself, the poverty raised me, thinkin' ain't no help   I pray for my health, my mind, and my family too   State of myself, my grind and my family crew      Where one hand watches the other, no we ain't blood   We still real brothers, the struggle is real   Nothing can steal what we build and that remains the same   'Till the day that we killed and that's real life, I was aimed to be   Love by my family tree, that's fame to me, how about it      One thing we all adore, something worth dyin' for   Nothin' but pain, stuck in this game   Searching for fortune and fame   The one thing we all adore, something worth dyin' for   Nothin' but pain, stuck in this game   Searching for fortune and fame