Shameless feat. Guapdad 4000

歌詞

Yeah, can I talk about my struggles? Shit, before everybody get into what the fuck they been goin' through Nigga, I done sold weed Nigga, to the stars, and just been broke right after Like, you know how embarrassin' that is? All my-everybody like, "Damn, nigga, you know all the celebrities, nigga" And then I go home, to a mothafuckin' $800 apartment Nigga that shit is trash It's ya boy Zini Ya know what I'm sayin', professional rapper friend extraordinaire Ya know what I'm sayin', I did been to the moon and back On the label's budget, nigga Yeah Shameless, shameless (Ayy) Thought I told you haters I don't wan' be famous I'm tryin' get rich, mothafucka, I'm Shameless, shameless Yeah, talkin' 'bout stranger danger I done seen stranger danger Young niggas out here still walkin' 'round Shameless, shameless Yup, still pullin' out gauges These streets outrageous Y'all niggas can't change it Shameless, shameless No, I don't wan' be famous (Ayy) No, I don't wan' be famous (Hol' up) I'm a young scamma, scamma, scamma, scamma Ayy, of course I ain't wanna be famous Now I'm the Ferragamo falcon, so I gotta act an anus Yeah, ayy Now I'm on everybody A-list I ain't wanna be a rapper (Ayy) Now I'm on everybody playlist Yeah, the Cloud, the Tune, and the Spotify Scammed the fools and met the wise I done copped the Tees and dotted I's Met the wifey tight like a 5 twice Wanna come through and ride me like a motorbike (Vroom, vroom) Still a ho, and I'ma be a ho 'til I'm ready to go and jump the broom-broom So until then, I'm just tryna recruit my sidechick (I need anotha one) Somebody to flip off my hip like sidekicks (Aim me) The spotlight glowed on me and changed my life (Yo) So don't approach me on a bad day, and expect me to be not nice Single life, so bruh, that bitch is not mine (She not mine bruh) Livin' a double life, you still can die twice I come from eatin' microwave fried rice (Yeah) So now I ball nigga, in the mall like swipe, swipe Yeah Shameless, shameless (Ayy) Thought I told you haters I don't wan' be famous I'm tryin' get rich, mothafucka, I'm Shameless, shameless Yeah, talkin' 'bout stranger danger I done seen stranger danger Young niggas out here still walkin' 'round Shameless, shameless Yup, still pullin' out gauges These streets outrageous Y'all niggas can't change it Shameless, shameless No, I don't wan' be famous No, I don't wan' be famous I'm tryin' get rich, mothafucka, I'm Shameless, shameless Countin' my money in hundreds Trackin' my money to double Poppin' all around the bubble I'm 'bout to fly out to London I'm wildin' all out in public I need my pay in advance Amsterdam with me and my friends Then I might head out to France I got a bitch in Berlin Get paid, set trends Matsuhisa on a hump day Jon & Vinny’s on a lunch date I need Jordyn Woods on my dinner plate In the game and I'm makin' plays (Damn) Made a milly before I dropped the tape 20K before I hit the stage Niggas only live one way Shameless, shameless 'Dat way Magazines wit' my face on the front page Packin' a suit case Moved outta Compton and got me a new place Pop the champagne Gettin' my weight, I been doin' my two-a-days Nike campaigns Big ads on the side of the freeway Ballin' out wit' my teammates And ya better believe it Jeweler callin', I need money on 3-way It ain't even my birthday But I'm celebratin' because I'm worth it I ain't gotta rehearse shit Niggas tryna be perfect I ain't tryna be perfect, nigga I'm Shameless, shameless (Ayy) Thought I told you haters I don't wan' be famous I'm tryin' get rich, mothafucka, I'm Shameless, shameless Yeah, talkin' 'bout stranger danger I done seen stranger danger Young niggas out here still walkin' 'round Shameless, shameless Yup, still pullin' out gauges These streets outrageous Y'all niggas can't change it Shameless, shameless No, I don't wan' be famous No, I don't wan' be famous I'm tryin' get rich, mothafucka, I'm Shameless, shameless Brring, Brring Uh, hello? Ay, it's ya boy P.A., man Ay, uh, Zini Ay, what's going on brotha? How's it goin'? Ay, uh, I just seen y'all order the private jet to the fuckin' moon Like, uh, what's this got to do with the album? Uh, inspiration my guy, don't ask, don't question it We gon' get the album done by the deadline I'll talk to ya later, over and out brother