(Intro)
The price of fame
*** real
*** fame
Let’s *** this ***
*** fame

(Hook)
Got too many racks on me
I can’t even go to sleep
Just go get em, I’m VIP
I believed in CID
I don’t trust you!
I’m suffering
I’m suffering... from success
I’m suffering... from success

I worked so hard...
This my hymn song

(Verse)
*** this money, nigga *** his chain
*** my watch, you can have that Wayne
Keep my whips, you can have that fame
Searched for a style, I’m going insane
Young nigga, can’t even sleep at night
All this money I done seen in life
Ore cash bring more haters
***, I went away and bought a choppa twice
‘Cus I’m paranoid and I bury boy
If he planning mine then it’s oh Lawd
Please don’t make a nigga do that
Please don’t make a nigga do that
You don’t know what the *** I’ve been through
Plus my lawyer texting me too
But my baby mama be trippin
Talkin bout child support, I can’t do it
I don’t trust nobody but God
All these foreigns parked in my yard
Swear last night I swimmed in that money
Then woke up in a million dollar car
Boy I’m too stressed, so blessed
Please somebody pray for me
I’m suffering from success (Lawd! )

(Hook)
Got too many racks on me
I can’t even go to sleep
Just go get em, I’m VIP
I believed in CID
I don’t trust you!
I’m suffering
I’m suffering... from success
I’m suffering... from success

My mama trouble when I wasn’t looking for
I was blessed
Frustrated

(Bridge)
Look, *** these clothes
*** these hoes
*** these millions
*** yo feelings
I’m suffering
I’m suffering
*** these hoes
*** these condos
*** these models
*** these bottles
I’m suffering
I’m suffering

(Hook)
Got too many racks on me
I can’t even go to sleep
Just go get em, I’m VIP
I believed in CID
I don’t trust you!
I’m suffering
I’m suffering... from success
I’m suffering... from success