Hall of Fame Lyrics

If these niggas say I ain't hall of fame they fasho just capalot

Remember hiding cheese from my momma just so she don't be asking me where I got it

Told you that I had yo back forever then you put the knife right through mine

Just a young nigga sticking to the cash something like the white on rice

I told her she the type of shit that I'm into

She hop on and ride me like I do instrumentals

Real estate in the A not to mention

Real ones leave rip Mauri Stenson

Push to start no key in the ignition

Low key the coldest artist that you ever done listened to

But u won't won't admit it though

This so raven turned his vision to a show

They all watching me from home

Either that or pull up to my shows

Either way I'm the man and you know it

Carried myself as a brand I was growing whole time I was shining and ain't even know it

Cold water cuz we missing the payments my toes was frozen

Now a nigga just row the boat how it really be blessings overflowing

I know they really don't know my story

Appreciate the ups and downs I enjoyed em

Do em dirt ball and leave em in soil

I can go harder than this I ain't joking

I can go farther than them when I focus

Spit like retarded but he so outspoken

Damn this beat hard that's the reason I chose it

Can't be no follower leader like Moses

If these niggas say I ain't hall of fame they fasho just capalot

Remember hiding cheese from my momma just so she don't be asking me where I got it

Told you that I had yo back forever then you put the knife right through mine

Just a young nigga sticking to the cash something like the white on rice

She just want the fame

She just want fortune

But wishing she stayed when I was down lower

I been elevating just like a roller coaster

But this time we can't switch the direction that we going in

Who'd a thought his flow a get sold cold like this

Mud made born in the A but he a Toledo boy for real

I'm just trying to show em who we is to the world

But still trying to teach the kids it's more to this shit than

The cars the sex and the fancy pearls

When you walk in the crib take your shoes off

I can't fuck with niggas cuz they too soft

In LA take the top of the coupe off

It's ok left my bitch got some new broads

If I touch it fuck it I can't do wrong

I recorded this shit with a few other songs

But all of em came straight from Houston

If these niggas say I ain't hall of fame they fasho just capalot

Remember hiding cheese from my momma just so she don't be asking me where I got it

Told you that I had your back forever then you put the knife right through mine

Just a young nigga sticking to cash something like the white on rice