Lirik

This ain't a verse, this some shit that I wrote It ain't rehearsed, I'm just gonna go with the flow Because this is real, this ain't a single for the damn club This for the club promoters and the die hards with their hands up For the people that told me four years ago that I wasn't gonna be shit when I played the a couple songs I wrote Anyway that you wanna, Im a fucking living legend but my public persona This same shit you're gonna see me if you approach me on the street I'm instrumental to the game, and I make the beats I just next leveled you on the timing and the rhyming When you look up in my eyes you only see what I'm not hiding Damn, so real they don't want it on the album, they just afraid of the outcome Ayo, rain brought me out son, 900 thousand, but I'm still here sleeping on the damn couch son Respect a fucking legend when he's speaking, momma gave birth to the game and his fuckin name was Meekins Girls that might be underaged trying to send me pictures of their tits Record labels that want me to sell out so I can make them rich Chop the sample up my brotha, I don't give a fuck my brotha It ain't where you from my brotha, its where you pay rent my brotha Hit it once but I dont love her, cause I don't know that word my brotha I ain't to concerned my brotha, I just live my world my brotha Everydays the same in my life, I'm just grinding to live my dream in the spot light I dont give a shit about, I rock mics, and I live to hold you down when I write Mad people didn't believe that I was good at this shit, but the wheel stay spinnin' like good rich bitch Cause Common told me that slow motion was better than no motion, I gotta stay focused on the hooks and shit But fuck that I'm a king that deserves a crown, whole city gotta hold me down when I'm around They know I'mma put them on and thats love, if you ain't about that shit then we fuck you up They say, "Cam won't do it, he ain't got what it takes" truth is I was waiting for those dudes to fade away Gotta long term plan and I'm here to stay, something like MJ to the NBA Got flows turning midi to keys to MPs, got heart but your MP3's is empty Your girl come around and ooh she tempt me, hopped out from the train and peel the? UH
Writer(s): Cameron James Meekins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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