HAUNTED BY FAME (Explicit)

I'm haunted by fame Haunted by fame
I'm haunted by fame don't know what to do
I'm haunted by fame don't know what to do
I'm haunted by fame Fame
I'm haunted by fame Fame
I'm haunted by fame Fame I'm haunted by fame Fame
I'm haunted by fame don't know what to do Woah
I pop me a pill just to make it through Woah
I'm haunted by fame Fame I'm haunted by fame
Tryna hide all my feelings ain't bulletproof Woah
When I look in the mirror I see the truth Woah
I'm haunted by fame I'm haunted by fame
Four-door Ferrari we pull down the street Skrrt
Then we board on a jet and we go c'est la vie
We go Rodeo she swap off her feet
Then we go to my Bel and fuck up the sheets My Bel
Told her don't tell we keep this shit P Don't tell
Baby fuck with a player we go out and eat
I be on drugs no judgin' a thug Drugs
I slay with the slug I'm never gon' sleep
They can't get enough I been had a buzz
When I had to split up the money with three Hey
When times was tough when shit gettin' rough
I went to my bruh to give me some peace My brother
Culinan truck the Goyard luggage
Maison Margiela plain white tee
Rent out the club we don't got a budget Club
We go to Tootsie's and blow it all week Tootsie's
Diamonds is crusty like a slushie
She get to blushin' seein' my V's Slushie
If you won't trust it it's disgusting
If you ain't loyal then say it to me Say it to me
We like to fuck on ecstasy Ecstasy
Put her on stuff my specialty Specialty
I'm haunted by fame I'm haunted by fame Fame
I'm haunted by fame don't know what to do Woah
I pop me a pill just to make it through Woah
I'm haunted by fame Fame I'm haunted by fame Fame
Tryna hide all my feelings ain't bulletproof Oh
When I look in the mirror I see the truth Woah
I'm haunted by fame Fame I'm haunted by fame
I cannot lie they say shawty got music
No matter they paintin' me likin' my music
No matter you say you could think that I'm ludicrous
Know that I'm true to this nigga ain't new to this
Nigga I ain't through with this Through with this
This the newest shit Newest
Walkin' past like I didn't even knew the bitch
Movin' fast get the bag what you do with it? Oh yeah
Movin' fast you could fuck 'round and lose a bitch Oh yeah
But it happened so fuck it I'm cool with it Oh yeah
Tried to ask you somethin' active I'm through with it Oh yeah
All fashion my casual
I'ma drip on you natural don't care who you with Natural
Ain't no stylist got nothin' to do with it Stylist
Shawty got that shit on you come through with it
I'm haunted by fame I'm haunted by fame Fame
I'm haunted by fame don't know what to do Woah
I pop me a pill just to make it through Woah
I'm haunted by fame Haunted by fame
I'm haunted by fame Fame
Tryna hide all my feelings ain't bulletproof Woah
When I look in the mirror I see the truth Woah
I'm haunted by fame I'm haunted by fame
I'm haunted by fame I'm haunted by fame