Lyrics:
"let my cameron go"
Came out with a fire flow and a slamming show
Letting this hammer blow, still write rhymes like
They gon get heard by sean P
A warrior walks the path
Without his past
The wind blows his memories
In the form of sand in his eyes
The blind imagery
Rather not be reminded if he
It was the type of morning when the rising sun
Lights a fire in the eastern sky
Readying itself for the storms to come
When the west winds blow
actions that mean to stay on the drop when I sneak
You live with it you die by the gun so I keep it in reach
Ain't no nigga takin mine so if you reach you
have a lot of money
But we'll get her by
It might not be the best life
But that's alright
And we'll be fine
That's alright
And I feel fine
That's alright
the 'Gram (Brrra)
Tryna get they clout up, they mention me like fans (Gang)
'Til we hop out with them blowers, blow 'em like a fan (Baow, baow, baow)
Every blow of my sword, any ground won
Is one more step towards my destiny
Watch me fulfill my art!
Hear the story turn into a legend!
I have come
listen to me
Go back to your family
Didn't I blow you away
Like a feather
Oh there you were
And here you are
Like an American GI
A real swell guy
And I
Dragged down to the depths and i'll see your convictions blow away
Another dead leaf in the wind, a fucking mockery
A greasy smile a limpdick
But nevermind that old money, I'm tryna get a new buck
Buy the nubuck, fresh size 12
And ain't nobody help me - we did it by ourselves
Inspiring
through with a rage, kick down the door
Caught him red handed, now I'm 'bout to blow
I reach for my gun and saw him tryin' to get going
So I caught him
Choose to do it different
I lead by example
most in my position, would settle for samples
or settle for casual, well I need a temple
cant settle for
I'll be your shelter, yeah
When the wind blows, lover, we'll be together
When the storms they rise, well I'll be right here by your side
And I'll
AMY'S MAN
LYING IN MY BEDROOM I GLANCE OUTSIDE
CHILDREN PLAYING IN THE BRIGHT SUNSHINE
SUMMER BREEZE BLOWS A COLD CHILL
TO REMIND ME YOU'RE STILL
bought my own pole
You already know what I'm on, blow
I had to walk to school with it
I couldn't tote no long nose
Runnin' from the police grippin'
Aye
Look into my eyes, tell me what do you see?
I see wrist bust-down nigga, twenty on each
That's a big back baby come and fling it on me
Rosé by
on you, laying down
Bitch you gon' try who? Your stupid dumbass gon' die soon
We finna slide thru, stepping on whoever by you
They won't know who shot
10K, that's a backend
Pull another 100 racks out the bank, put it back in
Be safe if you lackin'
How 'bout blow the whole 30 shots and get back in?
Like a chainmail we resist
Even the heaviest blows at least
We are a raging river
Ready to overflow and wipe you out
A new start after you
By
nigga yeah I'm cashing out
Ain't promoting shit, you gotta pay ain't no handouts
No cap I'm bout to blow like any fucking day now
My bars hitting
my blanket
Awoken by drones
Amazon drones
Drones
I wake up in the flies and filth
That used to hold some truth in this town they built
Oh I
helped 'em in the past
I gotta ask y'all a honest question:
I mean, I'm beyond honored by this warm reception
But since you got respect and an obvious
complete my world
Don 't blow my dreams up in smoke
Stop it - please don't walk this road
You're all that I need
All that I want
All that I seek
Why would
blow up in the sky
Fuck all these hoes, you know I love a thot
Hit her one time then you know that I kick her out
Lift up these doors, man, you know
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