Ace Hood - Suffering From Success lyrics

rate me

The price of fame, shit real

Fuck fame, man, fuck this shit

Fuck the game

DJ Khaled

Got too many racks on me, I can't even go to sleep

Just to get ‘em in VIP I'mma need to see I.D.

I don't trust you

I'm suffering

I'm suffering from success

I'm suffering

Fuck this money, nigga, fuck this chain

Fuck my watch, you can have that ring

Keep my whips, you can have that fame

So stressed out, I'm going insane

Young nigga can't even sleep at night

All this money I done seen in life

More cash bring more haters

Fuck around and went and bought a chopper twice

‘Cause I'm paranoid and I bury boy

If he playing with mine, then it's oh, Lord

Please don't make a nigga do that

Please don't make a nigga do that

You don’t know what the fuck I been through

Plus my lawyer texting me, too, boy, my baby momma be tripping

Talking ‘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

Lord, have mercy

Got too many racks on me, I can't even go to sleep

Just to get ‘em in VIP I'mma need to see I.D.

I don't trust you

I'm suffering

I'm suffering from success

I'm suffering

My momma told me when I was a little bitty boy

I was blessed, frustrated

Nigga, fuck that car

Fuck these hoes

Fuck these millions

Fuck your feelings

I'm suffering, I'm suffering

Fuck this house, fuck this condo

Fuck these models, fuck these bottles

I'm suffering, I'm suffering

Got too many racks on me, I can't even go to sleep

Just to get ‘em in VIP I'mma need to see I.D.

I don't trust you

I'm suffering

I'm suffering from success

I'm suffering

My momma told me when I was a little bitty boy

I was blessed, frustrated