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Jay Critch - Cameras Ft. Nick Mira & JetsonMade
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Critch
Jay Critch
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Cole Critchlow
Jason Cole Critchlow
Composer
Tahj Morgan
Tahj Morgan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike 'Mikfly" Dotin
Mike 'Mikfly" Dotin
Mixing Engineer
DeVonne "Knice" Knights
DeVonne "Knice" Knights
Recording Engineer
Tatsuya Sato
Tatsuya Sato
Mastering Engineer
jetsonmade
jetsonmade
Producer

Lyrics

Ayy They tryna' put my life in front the cameras Oh Lord, Jetson made another one (Ayy, ayy) I'm from the home of all the robbers And the scammers (Robbers and the scammers) Lowkey they tryna' put my life in front The cameras (My life in front the cameras) Niggas hatin', askin how I got my bands up (How I got my bands up) But I'm still winning, They still waiting for an answer (For an answer) Clean nigga, money dirty like my Fanta (Like my Fanta) Had to remix it then that nigga threw a tantrum (Threw a tantrum) Hood fave I hit the booth and make an anthem (Make an anthem) Came from hopping turnstiles and jumping out the Phantom (The Phantom) And I'm a stand up nigga, I can't fuck with no randoms Get your bands up, my haters broke I can't stand them Still in the streets bitch, I'm balling like AND-1 My money clean and that grip never jam up But they tryna' put my life in front the cameras They watching me, see a young nigga livin' glamorous She tappin' me, I was off the drank and had no stamina Sloppily, she my favorite eater, I'm a fan of her (Ay!) Came from poverty, used to take his pack and sell it wholesale The racks on me, pockets heavy so I cop Dior belts Then I move in to the mansion member' I had no money for a hotel (For a hotel) All my niggas want is bands so if you ain't Talking money get a voicemail (Get a voicemail) I'm from the home of all the robbers And the scammers (Robbers and the scammers) Lowkey they tryna' put my life in front The cameras (My life in front the cameras) Niggas hatin', askin how I got my bands up (How I got my bands up) But I'm still winning, They still waiting for an answer (For an answer) Clean nigga, money dirty like my Fanta (Like my Fanta) Had to remix it then that nigga threw a tantrum (Threw a tantrum) Hood fave I hit the booth and make an anthem (Make an anthem) Came from hopping turnstiles and jumping out the Phantom (The Phantom) I left out and came back to the hood with a check They got no room to breathe cause my foot on they neck (They neck) Told her just eat me I'm good on the sex Riding round with my toolie, its always on deck I'm from the home where all the trappers and the plugs And the, robbers and shooters that'll clap you for a dub Acting, like he the man but on his block that boy a scrub That's why, I'm the hood fave cause in my hood they show me love I can't be one of y'all, you don't get bands Hop in the Double R, I'm Danny Phantom She threw it back, tell me put her on camera If she don't swallow she don't got no manners (No manners, Ayy) I'm from the home of all the robbers And the scammers (Robbers and the scammers) Lowkey they tryna' put my life in front The cameras (My life in front the cameras) Niggas hatin', askin how I got my bands up (How I got my bands up) But I'm still winning, They still waiting for an answer (For an answer) Clean nigga, money dirty like my Fanta (Like my Fanta) Had to remix it then that nigga threw a tantrum (Threw a tantrum) Hood fave I hit the booth and make an anthem (Make an anthem) Came from hopping turnstiles and jumping out the Phantom (The Phantom)
Writer(s): Tahj Morgan, Nicholas Mira, Jason Critchlow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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