"Almost Famous" as written by and Gerald Gillum Christoph Andersson....
Young with too much cash, watch how I came up fast
They say I’m next to get it
They bring your name up last
And while I made it splash
Rappers came and passed
But still I ask myself
How long does famous last?
(I ain't worried 'bout it tonight) How long does famous last?
(Blow all this cash, I might) How long does famous last?
(Tell her welcome to the good life) How long does famous last?
(Ooh) How long does famous last?

I'm addicted to this life style
Never going back to no basic shit
When we’re on tour every night's wild
Thinking 'bout the days we weren't making shit
Spending everything just to make it back
Saying everything never take it back
So if you don't fuck with me I'm okay with that
I'm okay with that (Okay with that)
In a black shirt and some faded jeans
Been around the world in these APC's
Working nonstop tryna take the keys
Off the lot next week spendin' 80 G's
Intro my floor to your lady's knees
Always on tour 'cause I'm makin' cheese
Michigan in February is 8 degrees
And the fans waiting outside could maybe freeze
Yea smokin' on killa
Never going nowhere unless your team is strong
Yea finally makin' skrilla
Everywhere I go I bring my team along

Yeah, Now I’m almost famous
Still right here with the oldest faces
Swear I came up from the coldest places
Young man gets everything, he goes & chases, aw man

Young with too much cash, watch how I came up fast
They say I’m next to get it
They bring your name up last
And while I made it splash
Rappers came and passed
But still I ask myself
How long does famous last?
(I ain't worried 'bout it tonight) How long does famous last?
(Blow all this cash, I might) How long does famous last?
(Tell her welcome to the good life) How long does famous last?
(Ooh) How long does famous last?

I tryna marry Kate Upton
Blow this money too quickly
To them squares who trying to hate, fuck them
You can't catch me I move too swiftly
I’m always going through customs
When I leave I'm knowing you miss me
We run through bottles like nothing
Like I'm tryna drown in this whiskey
Indulge in everything we wish
We drink it straight with no mixers
Got bitch drinks if you squeamish
At the after party no pictures
My bag of trees look greenish
Got a bad bitch to roll swishers
This life styles the sweetest man
I’m shining now just like fixtures
Yeah do it for my city
Everywhere I go bro I rep the bay
Yeah tell you it's a pity
But hating fucks always got shit to say

Uh, 'cause now I’m almost famous
Still right here with the oldest faces
Swear I came up from the coldest places
Young man gets everything, he goes and chases, aw man

Young with too much cash, watch how I came up fast
They say I’m next to get it
They bring your name up last
And while I made it splash
Rappers came and passed
But still I ask myself
How long does famous last?
(I ain't worried 'bout it tonight) How long does famous last?
(Blow all this cash, I might) How long does famous last?
(Tell her welcome to the good life) How long does famous last?
(Ooh) How long does famous last?

(How long does famous last?)

(How long does famous last?)

(How long does famous last?)


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"Almost Famous" as written by Gerald Gillum Christoph Andersson

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