J.E $osa - 'For I Get Famous (feat. Cintentacion) Lyrics

'For I get famous
I need some bad bitches
That let me get up in that anus
'For I get famous
I need some mad riches
So moms could forget what pain is
'For I get famous
I need get rid of them snitches
Cuz I don't some extra f*ckin cases
'For I get famous
I need some ice like the fridges
And Gucci drippin to the laces
'For I get famous
I need to complete my mission
Cuz momma need some muthaf*ckin papers
'For I get famous
I need to get rid of these racists
I need to see some f*ckin changes
No more brenda throwing babies
No more number 10s in the making
No chilling back or being lazy
No more violence
No more weapons for the f*ckin childish
No crystal meth weed clients
I don't need that negative energy around me no more
I got enough bad memories to make you go loko
I regret every time they joke about using the four four
I remember many rude lines from the po po
And they confusing me for a cholo
And oh no
Being pinned to the ground for the first time
I remember it as the worst time
Cuz this curse that I'm on with
Won't let me conquest
Keeps me hostage
In an unhealthy cottage
Overtaking my conscious
Gave me ninth sense
Made a pirate
In this hood
For I grow up and die rich
I need to make sure it's all good
And I need to all this
'For I get famous
I need to get rid of 'em rocks
'For I get famous
I need to be BIG and 2Pac
'For I get famous
I need no more 6's to be cocked
'For I get famous
I need to be mixed in the top
'For I get famous
I need a good bitch on my cock
Before I get famous
I wanna make a statement
That I'll never go nameless
I don't know how many times I gotta say this
Yea either they love it or they hate it
They always talk about me
My name stay in they mouth like a damn mouthpiece
Yea but y'all favorite rappers sounding like jokes
I'm feeling like Bob Marley 'cause I want all the smoke
For their rap career I got the smallest hope
Said yo' girl loyal but she send me signs just like a horoscope
Dick so good that it hurt her throat
Nah but that was a joke
But I need to f*ck a bitch before I get famous
The way that we ballin' got you wondering what the game is
Yea that nigga said he hot
No wonder why his ice melt
I make her spread her legs then I become Mike Phelps
That ain't Gucci that's just a light belt
Nigga talkin' shit but he lackin' on his light bill
Yea before I get famous, I want them to know who I am
Before I get famous, I want 'em to know I'm the man
Before I get famous, I want some real fans
Before I get famous, I want Loui and Gucci
And have my babygirl dripping
And not from her coochie
No Black Ops but this is my duty
But once we get famous they'll be some groupies
They just some actors but we ain't making no movies
All facts and not one opinion