Album Cover Shameless (feat. Guapdad 4000)

Shameless (feat. Guapdad 4000)

Buddy

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Yeah, can I talk about my struggles? Shit,

Before everybody get into what the fuck they been goin′ through

Nigga, I done sold weedNigga to the stars, and just been broke right after

Like, you know how embarrassin' that is?

All my-everybody like "damn, nigga"

And then I go home, to a mothafuckin′ $800 apartment

Nigga that shit is trash

It's ya boy Zeenie

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 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 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 wylin′ 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

Might do Issa on a hump day

Johnny Fendi′s on a lunch date

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 suitcase

Rolled outta Compton and got me a new place

Pop the champage

Getting my weight up and 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′, with D-money on 3-way

It ain′t even my birthday

But I'm celebratin′ because I'm worth it

I ain′t gotta rehears 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 Red

Ay uh Petey

Ay, what's going on brotha? How's it goin?

Ay, uh I didn′t see y′all order the private jet to the fuckin' moon

Like, 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