This is it right here
Gotta keep it in order
Listen close to my orders
Addicted to my aura, therefore uh
Been divided to conquer
Pieces in my orbit won't stop you
My command is to come natural
Leave it to me
Leave it to her
Putting it down for every sense of the word
The smell she posses makes me wanna differ
The energy invested becomes a trigger
Living it all out
Known as giver
Wrapped in the arms of those with the time
Clashes to ball out
Soon you will find
That honey attracts when its showtime
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
This sound like when you get that bag
This sound like when you get that cash
This sound like when you flip that stash
At last
Where my money at
In the laundry mat
Wishy washy
No dirt on me hands
Where my bitches
They superstitious
When I get that pussy
No dirt on my hands
I could dig it in this earth bare hand
When will you f*ckers understand
I f*cked my bitch best friend got caught still
No dirt on my hands
Damn
Im a dirty dog at best
But a hustla non the less
Hunting for a check
That I'm surely going to get
I'm bout my baguette
Pay me my respect
If not thats something you'll regret
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
This sound like when you get that bag
This sound like when you get that cash
This sound like when you flip that stash
At last
Late night I'm tryna get a touch
Wake in the morning gripping for bucks
Cant get off my mind who do i trust
Pockets full of these green sluts
Their hands together like I'm Jesus
Keep up the applause
These hoes in a frenzy and i am the cause
They gonna take a sniff if its what i cut
If i roll it up they gonna take a puff
Why you acting tough?
Your skills are out of touch
Leave your life in a crutch
As I roll another dutch
I thought i told you such efforts
Wont get you much
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
This sound like when you get that bag
This sound like when you get that cash
This sound like when you flip that stash
At last
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Raptilia Militia - For the Fame Lyrics
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This is it right here
Gotta keep it in order
Listen close to my orders
Addicted to my aura, therefore uh
Been divided to conquer
Pieces in my orbit won't stop you
My command is to come natural
Leave it to me
Leave it to her
Putting it down for every sense of the word
The smell she posses makes me wanna differ
The energy invested becomes a trigger
Living it all out
Known as giver
Wrapped in the arms of those with the time
Clashes to ball out
Soon you will find
That honey attracts when its showtime
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
This sound like when you get that bag
This sound like when you get that cash
This sound like when you flip that stash
At last
Where my money at
In the laundry mat
Wishy washy
No dirt on me hands
Where my bitches
They superstitious
When I get that pussy
No dirt on my hands
I could dig it in this earth bare hand
When will you f*ckers understand
I f*cked my bitch best friend got caught still
No dirt on my hands
Damn
Im a dirty dog at best
But a hustla non the less
Hunting for a check
That I'm surely going to get
I'm bout my baguette
Pay me my respect
If not thats something you'll regret
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
This sound like when you get that bag
This sound like when you get that cash
This sound like when you flip that stash
At last
Late night I'm tryna get a touch
Wake in the morning gripping for bucks
Cant get off my mind who do i trust
Pockets full of these green sluts
Their hands together like I'm Jesus
Keep up the applause
These hoes in a frenzy and i am the cause
They gonna take a sniff if its what i cut
If i roll it up they gonna take a puff
Why you acting tough?
Your skills are out of touch
Leave your life in a crutch
As I roll another dutch
I thought i told you such efforts
Wont get you much
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
This sound like when you get that bag
This sound like when you get that cash
This sound like when you flip that stash
At last
Gotta keep it in order
Listen close to my orders
Addicted to my aura, therefore uh
Been divided to conquer
Pieces in my orbit won't stop you
My command is to come natural
Leave it to me
Leave it to her
Putting it down for every sense of the word
The smell she posses makes me wanna differ
The energy invested becomes a trigger
Living it all out
Known as giver
Wrapped in the arms of those with the time
Clashes to ball out
Soon you will find
That honey attracts when its showtime
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
This sound like when you get that bag
This sound like when you get that cash
This sound like when you flip that stash
At last
Where my money at
In the laundry mat
Wishy washy
No dirt on me hands
Where my bitches
They superstitious
When I get that pussy
No dirt on my hands
I could dig it in this earth bare hand
When will you f*ckers understand
I f*cked my bitch best friend got caught still
No dirt on my hands
Damn
Im a dirty dog at best
But a hustla non the less
Hunting for a check
That I'm surely going to get
I'm bout my baguette
Pay me my respect
If not thats something you'll regret
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
This sound like when you get that bag
This sound like when you get that cash
This sound like when you flip that stash
At last
Late night I'm tryna get a touch
Wake in the morning gripping for bucks
Cant get off my mind who do i trust
Pockets full of these green sluts
Their hands together like I'm Jesus
Keep up the applause
These hoes in a frenzy and i am the cause
They gonna take a sniff if its what i cut
If i roll it up they gonna take a puff
Why you acting tough?
Your skills are out of touch
Leave your life in a crutch
As I roll another dutch
I thought i told you such efforts
Wont get you much
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
Livin for the fame
Livin for the fortune
So much to gain
But cursed with distortion
This sound like when you get that bag
This sound like when you get that cash
This sound like when you flip that stash
At last
Writer: Anthony Saez, Fabio Mendez, Joseph Rabassa
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid