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Slimmy Tha Hippy - Praying for Fame Lyrics



Slimmy Tha Hippy - Praying for Fame Lyrics
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Ms. Nina said I can't call her mom, until I get my shit together
I watched my father pack his bags. I don't believe in love
Imma die, if i stay in these f*cking streets forever
I'm looking for an outlet, everybody 'round me plugs
Man somebody tell my mother, I'm that nigga
Best rapper of my era. If i said it, it's cemented
Put my lyrics in a casket wit, send that shit to Kemet
They gon' bury me wit gold, like all the pharaohs and Egyptians
This ain't a image, this is Slimmy, Marcus Baldwin and I been and I been a threat
Even back in poetry, my introspect and intellect
The main reason I did connect
Had to put that shit to rest
I'm the type to get my calling like "This your moment, don't you blow it" . . I'll ignore that Shit and send a text
But they ain't gimme my respect yet, and it's overdue
She broke my heart and didn't text back, it was overdue
I had got evicted on my birthday. I can show the proof
I lost all my shit except my dirty clothes. They moldy and they stink
Even my mother clowned me, never know the pain
I gave my all and got rejected, niggas never know the pain
But that shit gave me perseverance, that'll never go away
Til they close the heaven gates, I'll let the world reflect honor
I took some cole and made a diamond. Pulled it outta lava
That shit burned me to the marrow. Got a bone to pick with karma
What's my dharma
Do my best with everything I do
I been face to face with failure, i had everything to lose
I love my peoples but i swear to god, they never tell the truth
Said I wasn't shit, but tables turned and now I'm everybody's proof
I gave em hope, and showed my niggas it's a better way to move
I ain't get my chance to flex yet, and it's overdue
God ain't compensate my stress yet, and it's overdue
Pressure from everybody, never knew what i was going thru
Couldn't fill my shoes. They'd self destruct, before they grow into
I been stripping down mentally, but you knew this
Don't clap for me. That's blasphemy. . Even the Dalai Lama, couldn't boo this
No hoping that I fall
I know a couple niggas out there holding they applause
But they silence make a perfect space to open up for y'all
Live from where the pain resides, I know I'm protected
I know that I'm obsessive
I know that I be stressing
Deleicea done seen me thru my worse and what my best is
My breakdowns and breakthroughs. She never second guessed it
They ain't see potential in me girl
But you do. So if it's me and you against the world
So be that
Appreciate that gift from the universe and i mean that
Tino scooped me, watched me rehearse and he gave me feedback
Appreciate that gift from the universe and I mean that
Lately I been praying for fame and i really need that
Everything I dreamed, I'm tryna manifest and see that
Forreal
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Ms. Nina said I can't call her mom, until I get my shit together
I watched my father pack his bags. I don't believe in love
Imma die, if i stay in these f*cking streets forever
I'm looking for an outlet, everybody 'round me plugs
Man somebody tell my mother, I'm that nigga
Best rapper of my era. If i said it, it's cemented
Put my lyrics in a casket wit, send that shit to Kemet
They gon' bury me wit gold, like all the pharaohs and Egyptians
This ain't a image, this is Slimmy, Marcus Baldwin and I been and I been a threat
Even back in poetry, my introspect and intellect
The main reason I did connect
Had to put that shit to rest
I'm the type to get my calling like "This your moment, don't you blow it" . . I'll ignore that Shit and send a text
But they ain't gimme my respect yet, and it's overdue
She broke my heart and didn't text back, it was overdue
I had got evicted on my birthday. I can show the proof
I lost all my shit except my dirty clothes. They moldy and they stink
Even my mother clowned me, never know the pain
I gave my all and got rejected, niggas never know the pain
But that shit gave me perseverance, that'll never go away
Til they close the heaven gates, I'll let the world reflect honor
I took some cole and made a diamond. Pulled it outta lava
That shit burned me to the marrow. Got a bone to pick with karma
What's my dharma
Do my best with everything I do
I been face to face with failure, i had everything to lose
I love my peoples but i swear to god, they never tell the truth
Said I wasn't shit, but tables turned and now I'm everybody's proof
I gave em hope, and showed my niggas it's a better way to move
I ain't get my chance to flex yet, and it's overdue
God ain't compensate my stress yet, and it's overdue
Pressure from everybody, never knew what i was going thru
Couldn't fill my shoes. They'd self destruct, before they grow into
I been stripping down mentally, but you knew this
Don't clap for me. That's blasphemy. . Even the Dalai Lama, couldn't boo this
No hoping that I fall
I know a couple niggas out there holding they applause
But they silence make a perfect space to open up for y'all
Live from where the pain resides, I know I'm protected
I know that I'm obsessive
I know that I be stressing
Deleicea done seen me thru my worse and what my best is
My breakdowns and breakthroughs. She never second guessed it
They ain't see potential in me girl
But you do. So if it's me and you against the world
So be that
Appreciate that gift from the universe and i mean that
Tino scooped me, watched me rehearse and he gave me feedback
Appreciate that gift from the universe and I mean that
Lately I been praying for fame and i really need that
Everything I dreamed, I'm tryna manifest and see that
Forreal
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Writer: Marcus Baldwin
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Performed By: Slimmy Tha Hippy
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Marcus Baldwin

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