Tinchy Stryder Famous Lyrics

Third Strike Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Take the World
  • 2 In My System
  • 3 Famous
  • 4 Tomorrow
  • 5 Gangsta
  • 6 Stereo Sun
  • 7 Second Chance
  • 8 Never Know
  • 9 Game Over
  • 10 Let It Rain
  • 11 Remember
  • 12 Together
  • 13 Till the End
  • 14 My Last Try
  • 15 Walk This Road
  • [Chorus: x2]
    I know your hating on me cause I'm famous (oh please)
    I know your hating on me cause I'm famous (whats it look like)
    I know your hating on me cause I'm famous
    Let them all know what my name is (T Dot Strydes)

    I know your hating on me because I'm famous
    So I got mortgage to move from them haters
    Yeah I keep it old school, grim no blazers
    All around star in the hood where my base is
    Get mine early but I am in the latest
    I ain't gotta spend a penny cause of my status
    And I got a pretty little something shes dangerous
    When it comes to girlfriends I keep mine nameless
    Wont see me wanna roll like I ain't famous
    Yeah my chain got popped outside Faces
    Pricks must of seen that bling in the pendant
    Next day I got it back cause I know majors
    Back to my music, back to my papers
    Back to the paparazzi stuffing our faces
    Back to my boy whose discussing my wages
    One by one I'm wrapping mine like razors


    I came from the grime house
    Now I'm on the mainstream
    Some say I lost it, nah I'm on a whole keys
    Like I never made underground with kofi
    That's why I be bossing them around cause they know me
    Now let me proceed them man driving at a slow speed
    I'm tryna lap em like I'm running from the police

    Them man are tryna be the old me their chilling back in '03
    While I'm on the podium with trophy's,
    Yeah and I'ma go all out,
    I'm in black but my diamonds are all out
    So take time or we'll fall out
    I ain't buying your cheap tool but I can afford that
    Yeah, you do you let me do me
    Had a couple number 1's let me get 3 more
    Or maybe that's greed, 3rd album 1st try everything's free


    Why'd you wanna hate for?
    You ain't gotta see me
    I ain't in your real world
    I'm only on your T.V.
    I ain't in a Bentley I'm only in a T.T.
    I don't ring your girl but she holla's on a B.B.
    Living like a rockstar born in tha 80's
    Certified I top charts I ain't doing maybes
    That's why I be asking em how we looking lately
    Cause they never answered I'm taking it as flee g, flee, yea
    Now I'm heavy round an Atlas
    Good CV but I'm looking for a night shift
    That's when a real star shines bright
    I done told them I'm looking for a hat trick
    Three gang stryder, and I'm more famous
    Even my ex girlfriends little niece knows what my name is
    Different level different stages
    In the hood I'm on an a-list.


    Written by: Dwaine Cruz, Israel Cruz, Kwasi Danquah
    Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

    Artists A to Z: