Young Dolph - Hall of Fame (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Young Dolph - Hall of Fame (en) Lyrics
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They say I'm showing out, they
say I should be ashamed (Ayy)
I don't do it for the clout, bitch,
I do it for the gang (Ayy)
You can walk in any trap and I
bet they know my name (Yeah)
Frank Matthews of the South, put me in
the hall of fame (Fame), fame (Fame),
fame (Fame), fame (Fame), fame
Add it to my bank account, bitch, and you
can keep the fame (Yeah), fame (Yeah),
fame (Yeah), fame (Fuck all that)
I met my bitch one day, the next
day, her life was never
the same (For real, though)
Told her your family my family,
but all of your friends
ain't my friends (Uh-uh)
Now here, take the keys to this
Benz (Here, take that)
I remember back when I ain't
have nothing, so, yeah, I'ma
ball 'til the end (Woo)
I remember I stacked my first hundred
bands, I said I'm finna do
this again (Run it up), ha
I see you niggas goin' broke tryna
keep up with me (I see you)
Bad boy spendin' millions out here like
I'm signed to Diddy (It's Dolph)
Showed up, plain jane Rolex, had a
meeting with Roc Nation (Okay)
But they got 'bout four, five,
six rap niggas over there
that be hatin' (On God)
But I still fuck with Jigga,
tell him I got two million
for him (For what?)
To do a verse, and if he don't, I
still got love for him (On God)
Cuz went to college hoopin', stayin'
in the dorm (What else?)
I was still at mama house sleepin'
on the floor (For real, though)
I ran up a quarter million
and was still (What?), sleepin'
on the floor (Okay)
The type of nigga have a million
at a stash house and act
like I'm broke (Okay)
When I was sixteen, I said, "It ain't
even about me no more" (Yeah)
It's PRE on my chest, this a multi-
million dollar logo (Yeah, yeah)
They say I'm showing off, nah,
I just let my nuts hang
She said she love to get on top
when she wearin' all my chains
My lil' nigga said, "You caked
up, Dolph," I told him, "You
can do the same thing"
Add it to my bank account, bitch, and you
can keep the fame (Keep that), fame
(Fame), fame (Fame), fame (Uh-huh)
Have you ever felt a V12 when
the gears change? (Hold up)
Have you seen my new charm? It's
taller than Johnny Dang (Damn)
Hopped out at the corner store and left
the 'Rari runnin', man (Gabbana)
Under the influence to get
money every day (Hustler)
Goyard full of currency, no, I didn't
come to play (Hey, hey)
I spent a million on Richard Milles
I got a driveway full of Hot Wheels
Ha, and yeah, she a bad bitch, but nah,
that Birkin bag not real (Damn)
And yeah, I can eyeball a whole P,
fuck a scale, I got skills (Ha)
Addicted to the lifestyle (Uh)
I'm tryna count me a hundred millio'
right now (Right now)
Yeah, nigga, right now (Right now)
Tell them fuck niggas and them duck
bitches pipe down (Ayy, watch out)
Nah, I can't wait on nobody,
if I want it, then I go
get it, my nigga (Uh-uh)
If it don't cost a quarter ticket,
then I can't even sit in
it, my nigga (Yeah, yeah)
Yah mean?
Ayy, I'm just a different
type of nigga, yah mean?
Do what the fuck I wanna, yah mean?
Ayy, bruh, you hang around me too long,
man, you might slip up and become
a millionaire or some shit, ha
Yeah
Ayy, look
Lil' mama, if I fuck
with you, you mine
Your life instantly change,
you no longer the same
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's Dolph
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