Lyrics:
Yeah
Uh-Uh
Uh
Uh-Uh
Mmm
Yeah
I got the cheese like cici's
Imma nice guy, with a mean streak (QueTee)
They be steady tryna be me
Now I'm on ya head
New crib new job I got new space
New hair new life but the same face
New niggas in the way running the same race
A different person but I’m stuck
She hittin my phone
She calling me Papi
She giving me dome
I like that bitch sloppy
You know what I’m one
Bitch do you copy (Roger That)
She hittin
Smokin on the pot I ain't talking bout no pan
Woke up in this bitch yea you know that I'm the man
Smokin on the pot I ain't talking bout no pan
Woke
slow
Fuck up a check while I'm dogging these hoes
Quick with the step man I feel like D Rose
They talking too crazy I might up that pole
Bang my songs
all goes down
Now I'm up and at it I'm the one you want now
When I get excited tell myself to calm down
All the time that passed it's crazy how I'm
We got victory we running laps
They gotta pay me the max
I just spent a couple racks
But I'm gonna make that shit back
Yea she wanna fall in my trap
P. TruTh
Call me Camron
I’m
Onto the game
Hoping for fame
Say it in vein
Feeling no pain
Who’s in my lane
Knowing my name
Loosing my ways
Gaining what
Yeah
YG
This shit from the heart
Racks
Trapping my voice I’m just selling my verbs
Me vs beat don’t care bout what you heard
If i ain’t in
I'm nominated, and fully amazing
Tell me how can I cope
Spit these fast words to em
Blessing em like I'm the Pope
This beat is banging
Cookin' up hits,
Let you know
Let you know
That's how far I'm gonna go
Let you know
Let you know
That's how far I'm gonna go
To tell you why
I cry
This is goodbye
I'm
On my way to the top and you can't stop me now
They copy now I won't be moved I'm stuck on solid ground
When he picks us up the enemy want take us
(3pple9 on the mix)
I'm shouting at the top of my lungs
I'm drowning in a pool of my blood
BADR told me keep pushing on
Hands up in the sky
I will
(3pple9 on the mix)
You keep tryna hide it
Baby I’m not tryna find it
Your love I’m declining
Your calls I’m declining
We had sex in the back seat
I lost myself many nights ago tryna chase a dream
I've never been the type to fold, win by any means
Yeah I got green on my mind I'm gone get that
home and in this moment
I’m hopin’ I can hold this
I don’t wanna go
I don’t wanna just end this
I’d rather chill in this instant
Thinkin’ I should call
know he gone listen
And he said forgive it
Aye
But I can’t forget it
I make sure all of my people is safe & sound
I’m goin hard as I can & I know that
Ice cold on my neck I'm fiji
Gotta go get the strap I'm 50
Big bag on my wrest so icy
Too much sauce on me I'm spicy
Ice cold on my neck I'm fiji
My life is bleak, bleak as it can be
It’s so bleak, I can barely even see
The light at the end of the tunnel
I’m a runner, runnin’ from myself
I'm on roll she wanna come roll with
Do some drugs and get lost in the wind
Fall in love with a rapper
Came up from being a trapper
Making these
I'm just an apple on the ground
Who's at war for the tree
I'm a soldier for her love
But the one I fight is me
Just an apple on the ground
Who wants
if you ant from it
And don’t be mad cuz my bars shooting lyrically dumping
Eat everything I’m on call it lyrical lunching
Got so many flows it’s just
A da da DAA
Hahahaha yea
Lemme lemme lemme lemme
Catch my breath now
I'm often unimpressed
Ik you did your best now
Woah
Look me in the eye
Say
are no more
Finally made a decision it's time to go
No more denying what I'm called to do
This is it no blueprint just making moves
When it's all said
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