Forgot The Fame

I come from a hood where everybody standin on the corner

What you need? some weed, speed, or some marijuana?

You can get it right here or get it down there

But when the laws pull up get away from 'round there

Now niggaz think a nigga started changin

Just cause a nigga gotta platinum chain hanging

I still got the same niggaz that I'm down with

If a nigga owe me money we gon'shoot down shit

I use to sell work I use to sell pints

But now I'm doing shit I got three million in the bank

I done made alot of moves and payed alot of dues

And if you fuck with me, you might make tonight news

Now niggaz get on TV and forget they partnas

The ones who keep it real come to yo shows with the choppas

The one who bring that drank, bring that weed to yo house

Them the niggaz down wit me that represent the South, uh

I want the money

I don't give a fuck about the fame

No matter how rich I get Lil' Flip will never change

I want the money

I don't give a fuck about the fame

I do this shit so my patnas don't have to slang cain

Now everytime I get back somebody went to jail

But they taught us don't go to school and you will fail

I didn't go to college but its money in my wallet

And I just bought a Jag with zero mileage

Now people like "Flip, you know I'm tryin to rap"

But you was hatin on me, nigga you might get slapped

Your telephone tapped, you got the hood hot

Matter of fact it don't look good for you to be standin on the block

Nigga what about the cops? They rollin and lookin

and everybody know what you sellin and cookin

So get yo mind right nigga stay out the streets

You see what I did, now I play with these beats

I'm like a hundred-dollar bill I'm hard change

And now its funny everybody aint acting the same

Rule one never let niggaz learn your business

Rule two never ever ever burn yo bridges

I had niggaz that was hatin smilin in my face

Way before "Buy the Car, Buy the House", and "DiamondsNyaface"

Now they see me in the streets like "I wanna do a song"

Nigga yous a hoe cry babies go home!

Cause you aint selling records don't get mad

Cause you see me ballin hard in a drop top Jag

When you see me at The Source just chunk up a deuce

Cause I represent Cloverland jumpin out my Coupe

I'm still gon' be the same nigga on the scene

I'm still gon' be the only freestyle king......

I'm still gon'

still... still gon be the only

('Another chop chop productions')

free... freesty..

I'm still gon' be the only free style king...

only only only only fre[mumbling]ee style king

...free style king

still gon

ly freest..king.. I'm still gon

I'm still gon be the only

styl still gon be

I'm still gon' be the only free