Yeah

Lamp City, uh

Yo, yo

I just wish, I just wish for the days when I was younger (that Lamp City shit)

'Cause I don't even know what we did last summer (yeah, yeah, yo)

And everybody was lookin' at me and there was nothing wrong

Uh-oh, uh-oh (yo), uh-oh

Ya boy back on his game, just when you thought he turned his back on the game

Put out the illest fuckin' CD that I ever even made

I still got ghosts and demons that I'ma fight wit'

Still ain't close to clean, look how I write shit

Pen game messy, call me, don't ever text me

Beat swings so much, young Dizzy Gillespie

Write with the best of 'em, hated by all the rest of 'em

But back in high school, they wouldn't even have sex wit' him

Don't you know I'm like the next big thing?

I'm contemplating whether I was even made for this dream

But young Cam givin' up, that's never gon' be the rhyme

But young Cam blowin' up, it's about damn time, uh

I'm sittin' thinkin' about the choices I'm makin'

'Cause everybody got swag, I got high expectations

Low self-esteem and a couple matching shirts

I walk the city streets, but with my beats kickin' dirt

And I, try to keep it positive

'Cause in my mind, the only place that I can change the way I'm living

Get inside, uh

I just wish, I just wish for the days when I was younger

'Cause I don't even know what we did last summer

And everybody was lookin' at me and there was nothing wrong

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh

(Everything that we had is gone, so I just want you to have this)

I just wish, I just wish for the days when I was younger

(And everything that I said was wrong, but I hope you can mean this)

'Cause I don't even know what we did last summer

(We had so many dreams and hopes, but we're never complainin')

And everybody was lookin' at me and there was nothing wrong (yeah, yeah)

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh (and so I sit late nights, think "Fuck")

(I'm the shit, goddamn it)

Why every rapper in the game gotta talk about their dineros?

Just 'cause you get paid, don't make you a fuckin' hero

Doc told us we was too skinny, look in the mirror

I talk about that real shit, I'm munchin' on my cereal

I'm back and forth, all the time with my rhymes

Young schizophrenic, with my rap shit, forget it

I got a couple bitches I don't get to text and

I'm stuck up in the friend zone, just blame it on a dead zone

Don't get it twisted like illiterate rappers

Make that shit you bump to while you sittin' in traffic

Modern man in the flesh, steady bottlin' up my stress

Let it all out on the page, the bass hits your chest, uh

Until you fall off of a cliff or kill yourself

'Cause of the bullshit, I hope you can remember I'm on some bullshit

Before you rap, let me stutter on the track

'Fore you tell that girl you love her, grab a rubber, it's the summer, uh

Yeah, in two times

Ha-hah, yeah

In three times

What's goin' on, y'all, it's ya boy Cam Meekins

Coming to you live from South Class Studios

Boston, Massachusetts

You know the words, then sing along, uh

Just sing along, uh

I just wish, I just wish for the days when I was younger (in one time, ha-hah, yeah, man)

'Cause I don't even know what we did last summer (this shit is crazy!)

And everybody was lookin' at me and there was nothing wrong

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh (yeah!)

(Everything that we had is gone, so I just want you to have this)

I just wish, I just wish for the days when I was younger

(And everything that I said was wrong, but I hope you can mean this)

'Cause I don't even know what we did last summer

(We had so many dreams and hopes, but we're never complainin')

And everybody was lookin' at me and there was nothing wrong (yeah, yeah)

Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh (and so I sit late nights, think "Fuck")

(I'm the shit, goddamn it, woo!)

And they said I couldn't do shit

Hah, look at me now, uh

That Lamp City shit, yeah

This shit is so cliché, fuck