Lyrics

A Drug Called Fame: Yoshi Diamond

(Man Skats:)

Look inside a mirror if you wanna see change.
The worst drug known to man is Called Fame:
Got me hella high-strung, I'm just trying to maintain.

Never seen me in designer yo, these Converse is straight,
with torn black jeans, a band-tee, can you relate?

Boulevard of Broken Dreams, I walked down it a lot,
and seen the lost souls of many folks who have-not.

Like a dollar and a dream, from a peasant to king,
through humility and patience. Peep the blessings it brings.

Never in the in-crowd. I ain't "down", so it seems.
Yo, the pressure of this game can make you dabble in things.

Cop some houses with the views, and saunas that steam.
Gotta pull-up to the stu in like a Benz or a Beem.

Just forget about the art, I'm out here getting my loot.
Say whatever on the track, at least I'm living my truth.

Tell my fans that they're broke on every verse that I do.
And I'ma always rhyme first, though I'm the worst in the crew.

Cos' I'm the one with the connects, and my purpose is proved.
So when you thought it couldn't get worser than You,

Try to picture me as a "Rich Snob"

Yea, round of applause, I'm a star. My haters pissed off.
I paid the price, so I'm living the life.
And it's every damn thing that I thought it would be.
Fifty cars, pretty broads all following me.
Cop the jewels, break the rules like a rebel, you see.
I feel like ain't nobody better than me.

Yo, who they ready to see. (Rich Snob:)

Look inside a mirror if you wanna see change.
The worst drug known to man is Called Fame:
Got me hella high-strung, everybody know my name, man.

Hoppin' out a limo, with a bimbo that's blonde,
but she's black. What a perfect trophy-piece for my arm.

I just add her to the list of frequent women I charm,
cos' all this money that I'm getting, ain't no need to reform.

Nah, never. This "Gang, Gang" forever. I'm the hottest out.
Ain't never falling off, you might as well shout me out.

Aw, yea: Shout me out! And take a picture, yo!
It's a lot of paper in this game, but I'm the richest though.

Didn't sign up to be the sickest bro,
So when another rapper trend, where all my women go, ha!?

The fact of the matter is, I'm pigeon-holed:
Shoot em' up, Bang, Bang, cos' I chose to be a "Rich Snob"

Damn, ain't no applause behind bars.
Okay, I'm pissed off.
Paid the price for living the life.
And it's every damn thing that you thought it would be.
Twenty-five with an L, judge threw away the key.
Break the rules, you's a fool. Man just take it from me.
Just take it from me.

(Rich Snob:)