The 12 Steps to Famous

Everything I've seen throughout my life Taught me how to be a man With a plan to reach heights Now I'm 'bout to hit my peak dawg I'm hella high, suicide Jumpin' off the buildings in Dubai So god damn fly No parachute for this guy When I was younger I remember staring at the sky I'd close my eyes The deeper the thoughts The bleaker the mind, yea! I tic and I tock A victim of time We beat down the block Who sicker than I? Zero not none ain't Nothin' no notta Still sliding' through that cut like a knife And y'all gonna feel turbulence When I fly by You can't read experience then why try I'm chillin' in my ride as I coincide Between what's wrong or right This is the 12 steps that I Took to get famous Took to get famous I Took to get famous Oh yeah, yeah This is the 12 steps that I Took to get famous Took to get famous I Took to get famous Oh yeah, yeah Now this the 12 steps That I took to get famous Been to hell and back And now no-one can save us Sometimes life is hella fun But dangerous From codeine cups to angel dust yea From paper planes to smokin' blunts I think I've done enough drugs To be the freakin' plug Now I be ballin' till I hit the pavement Tried to keep it chill and patient Sat there while I watched and I waited Don't count my incarceration A convict to a felon Now they're really hatin' Like that homie Radric Davis I'm keepin it Gucci Mane 24/7 no breaks or hiatus Grindin' workin' on vacation I'm pretty sure this song explains it It's foul and it is flagrant I'm never tainted And what you see is what you get And most these cats Be soundin' so basic yeah! This is the 12 steps that I Took to get famous Took to get famous I Took to get famous Oh yeah, yeah This is the 12 steps that I Took to get famous Took to get famous I Took to get famous Oh yeah, yeah Steps one two and three Now look at me Ya boy made the beat There's more to come you'll see On to four five and six Man that kid is sick I'm stayin' on fire And it's about to get lit Then to seven eight and nine He's got the look in his eyes To be remembered when I die Through my rhythm and rhyme Ten eleven twelve Platinum records to sell I'm stackin' paper like some mail Man we gotta prevail for real!