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So, Mr. Incredible, do you have a secret identity
Every superhero has a secret identity
I don't know a single one who doesn't
Who wants the pressure of being super all the time
You can't get shit but the f*ck up out my face
You can call Laylo a hero, but I swear I'm not your idol
Steady preachin' to em', love yourself meanwhile I'm suicidal
Told my mama I'd be back in church, just bought myself a Bible
I ain't sign away my soul to get my song played on Tidal
Plenty angels 'round me, but them demons creepin'
I just closed my eyes, and then I walked on water
They say the Lord is my Shepherd, so I follow on endeavors
I just
Bought my son some new 350s, told me he ain't like it
He know we gettin' too much money, I can't even fight it
I put him in that KITH and now he flexin' in his diaper
Told his teacher if he shit, it cost 350 just to wipe him
I keep thinking about how raw that he gon' be when he get old
Change the world like Pac, damn, you getting big, son
I asked him if he know he great, he said, I love you, dad
I guess he know our legacy was branded like a fucking calf
(Legacy, legacy, legacy, legacy
Black excellence, baby, we gon' let em' see)
We got the kids screaming'
Save the world, Camp 777
Seven deadly sins, make sure you don't choose one you'll go to heaven
This that Camp music
And I put that on my son
We here to cleanse the world from all that bullshit, nigga
We goin' on a field trip, make sure you niggas packin' heavy
Just in case we come across some bullshit, you know you ready
First you cock it, then you breathe real slow, then you aim it steady
If you miss it we got four Camp rangers poppin' like confetti
Carry on, kids, it's nothing to see here, just some casualties
Beware of gettin' blood all on that Camp 7 casual tee
Why these niggas think because I'm quiet, I won't pop at you
You must be smoking Demi Dust, I'll have my Camp rock at you
I'm tired of these niggas and I'm bored of these hoes
I heard Simon said, err'body act the same
They say you knew better, you do better
I swear that shit's a lie
Cause why the f*ck you wastin' money on the stu and gettin' high That bullshit you dropped, I swear it's for the weak, nigga
They play your shit for one week, I'm at my peak, nigga
It's getting cozy at the top, I think I'm campin' out
Davenchy, Lou, and Per'c droppin' soon so they can air it out
You'll never catch us slippin', lackin' or inadequate
She tatted 777 on her ass, I told her that's that shit
That's that Camp shit, that's what I'm talking bout
It's Laylo
Save the word, Camp 777
Get ya forms signed
Pack ya bags
We going on a trip kids

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