HelaKid - Fame (Prod. Helakid) Lyrics

I got the tricks of the trade in my collection
I introduce new colours in the spectrum
Yah my base is based on the bass man
When shit don't work I just crank up the bass man
I leave a good impression, I'm an expert
Work day and night in my lab like Dexter does
All I do is make dope beats
And I don't gotta spit 'em any faster
I kill it I kill it I kill it
Helakid with a feeling
Helakid I'm a villain
Helakid I'm fulfilling a murderous crime
Kill every verse every line
Kill every word every rhyme. Oops!

Sweet money sweet honey sweet
I got some sweet money and sweet Hennessey

Look man I'm feeling myself tonight
So I'ma rip up this mic
Helakid on a righteous mission to show you I'm right (right)
Show you that I'm great (great)
Remember what you said?
"You won't ever be here long
You will never make a hit song
You don't have a studio
You don't know what the f*ck you're doing at all
You're gonna fail kiddo"

Yeah I've heard enough, now shut up and listen
I've got a bomb (what?!)

And I'm about to burst it out
Competition beware cause my style is so versatile
You might think I'm not worth your while
But if you heard me and still hate me
Uhm, ouch?

Maybe I'm stretching my arms too far
But I won't succumb when tomorrow comes
Aiming for fame! Aiming for fame!
Aiming for fame! Aiming for what? Aiming for fame!
Maybe I'm stretching my arms too far
But I won't succumb when tomorrow comes
I'm aiming for fame aiming for fame!
Aiming for fame, aiming for what? Aiming for fame!