Barely Famous

Woo, woo, woo, woo Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh, uh, uh, You may see me on yo phone, but I'm barely famous It may seem like I am on, but I'm barely famous I just got a gift card in my email (email) It's a J Crew sale out in Hinsdale (Hinsdale) She want Louie, she want Prada from The RealReal Baby don't you know the devil's in the retail (uh, uh, uh, let's go) I know she a real life Barbie (ok) And she want me to be her Ken (her Ken) But the money I just can't spend (can't spend) For now I'll just pretend Where you wanna go to dinner (skrt) Say she wanna go to Carbone Ain't that where Drake go? (yeah) Damn, babe, I don't know (damn) Isn't Carbone overhyped (hyped) I thought we'd do something light (light) How bout that Chinese spot? (yeah, yeah, yeah) Orange chicken with the rice You know I'm like TI (TI) You get whatever you like But I just checked the website and they all booked for tonight She want me take her shopping and to give her entertainment She think that I'm a baller and I hang with all the Lakers She think cause I got followers that mean that I got paper The truth is that my girl don't know that I am barely famous (for real, uh) I'm even kind of nameless I'm really far from A-list I'm even kind of aimless She want me take her shopping and to give her entertainment (nah, nah, nah, nah) The truth is that my girl don't know that I am barely famous Ahhh Gosh Everything I do is a facade She think I'm at the studio I'm really at my job She told me that her ex was a NFL vet And still call me a catch I think that one is a stretch She way out of my league, that's the reason I can't leave And she always on her phone buying things she don't need I spent my last check on that trip to the Bahamas ('hamas) I can't keep keeping up with the Yes and the Biancas ('ancas) I need a real partner, a Michelle to my Obama (for real) Somebody that's gone hold me down, protect me from the drama (we don't need that) I know you probably passed, but they don't teach this in class If you want a bad bitch, then you gotta pay in cash Ahh damn She want me take her shopping and to give her entertainment (nah, nah, nah, nah) She think that I'm a baller and I hang with all the Lakers (uh, uh, uh, uh) She think cause I got followers that mean that I got paper The truth is that my girl don't know that I am barely famous (woop, for real) I'm really kind of nameless I'm really far from A-list I'm even kind of aimless She want me take her shopping and to give her entertainment (nah, nah, nah, nah) The truth is that my girl don't know that You are listening to 107.5 The Street's Heat And that was Barely Famous by Elijah Wallace I love Elijah Wallace What they say, hey, I might tell you a joke, but I'll never tell you a lie And with that, we are out