[Hook:] Fresh out of school, I made these bitches believe Nineteen motherfucker, wear my heart up my sleeve In seventh grade I almost cut from the team But now I'm six feet three the young 'un living so clean
[Verse 1:] Ain't go no marketing money dummy just me and my team Fuck the game and the politics this is me as I seem Think this is sweet, must be livin' the dream I like sugar in coffee I'm cuttin' back on the cream This real life, you ain't never gon' be safe like latex Got more flows than A's babies got safe sex Wait, does that make sense Can't be serious Hold my mic and my balls 'till I'm gettin' delirious Smokin' half grams in cans bitches spread like pan Cam killin these verses like sanitizin' my hands Signin shit for my fans I try not to give a fuck more You tryin' to find me, go find a city with doctors Told me I'm trippin' Said that I wouldn't listen Now I'm young and got deals And they like "damn Cam did it" Sayin' bitches that was like "Nah, Cam I'm busy" Is in my business in life "Damn Cam you so distant" And the dissin' in this is simple, no mix in my verses I'm hard on these verses like its written in cursive Now anybody tryin talkin' shit look worthless I carry the game while ya'll carry ya purses
[Hook (x2):] Fresh out of school, I made these bitches believe Nineteen motherfucker, wear my heart up my sleeve In seventh grade I almost cut from the team But now I'm six feet three young 'un living so clean
[Verse 2:] Fresh out school, I told these bitches to leave You ain't gon' believe in me, I'ma do it just me Got no other people's money, this is me and my team If you ain't reppin my city , then you ain't gettin' no tees I got the game on lockbox, the key in my socks I'm smokin' and rollin' we sittin up on some rocks You want the green like ceilo, you look corrupt like fox Throw me and Matty a twenty we make 'em beat that knocks Like Kevin cost me you actin' Put your raps in the basket I can buy it stores, you generically rappin Spit it smooth like satin Hit the J like a captain And throw the allieoop on 'em and clean it up like napkins
[Hook (x2):] Fresh out of school, I made these bitches believe Nineteen motherfucker, wear my heart up my sleeve In seventh grade I almost cut from the team But now I'm six foot three young 'un living so cleanTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
