Lyrics Cam Meekins

Cam Meekins

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Young killing, raps over the ceiling

Stacks over the building, hah, I'm just kidding

f**k these other dudes who claiming to stack millions

Looking to catch feelings, lyricism concealing

Young depressed, call it chess, making movies, never stress

Bowflex, got a tight ass that I'm finna stretch

Purp blazed and I'm thirstay

So I never ever ever let it hurt me

Bitch, you always say we never talk about shit

I see you texting all the time side chick

But you the iPhone, she a sidekick

Got a ride home, now she all up on my dick

We used to talk but we don't talk no more

Don't even walk around the pond no more

I saw moms in the grocery store

She said I'd love me a cleanup on aisle 4

I put my heart in this shit like organ donors

Flow retarded and shit but you supposed to know this

You talk about your swag at the mall and that

I still murder this shit on a practice track

I go, keep killing, no publicist

And I keep my own publishing so who the toughest is

Joints fat, Newt Gingrich, I run this shit

I want cheese like Republicans, I go

Dumber than anybody you ever heard of

I switch it up when I'm drinking and suburbans wind up swerving

And uh, Anybody who think this is

Suck my f**king dick til I finish

Skinny kid with the game on smash

This slow rhyme never came up fast

I'm a remain the man and stay true to fans and shit

f**k frat rap, Bitch it's Lamp City and that's it

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