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got a plan
Got these 2020 moves 
Already in my head
Watching how these bosses move
Watching L's from the fools
Watch me profit by my rules 
Then I

at they grandma's
Got drip just like I'm Cam'ron
Tell your bitch just keep the camera on
Got your ho, his ho, yeah, I'm coolin'
6-4, sick ho, yeah, I'm

R-O-C, runnin that rap shit
Cam’ron, runnin that crack shit
Santana, runnin that gat shit
Beef nigga? that’s it
We come through and clap quick
Jimmy Jones,

on me
Im chilling in some mink
Feel like camron
Every time i pop a pink
Trapped by my demons
And i hope i get released
When im with you
The only time i

'bout wardrobe and fashion
But the broads let me in more pink than Cam'ron
Lives been lost, not by natural cause
You wanna play the toughest? Careful who

anymore, done got slimed by my kin
They caught amnesia knew about it, tried to pretend
How much do you need
I asked my reli, said he needed ten Threw me in

Scuzzo back now new levels guess I'm attach now
Feeling like Camron in early 2000's bandana down 
20s in a double band 50s all in my other hand 
No drama

countin' this
Cake on scrape my
Plate I ate next
To my plug from
What he told me
I'm a big inspiration

Frame by frame like
I'm Hype Williams bald
Headed

of callous battles,
Bitch these war wounds
A split decision for the young recruit
Get under wings or fly by own rules
Be 52 or find my own groove
I reminisce

drive-by
Looking fly in Deloreans
My shorty call me biggie
Cause' my style reign notorious
Go 60 in the forty
And the whip look luxurious
Foreign little

Aye Its the pink fur dressing like I'm Camron for me
Yeah Its the rose sipping round mansion for me
Many might call me delusional
But I manifest it

to drop the hoes, about as quick as I can ash blunts
Smash broads, max card, pull up in a fast car
Shawty told me meet her by the DJ in the packed bar
Mask

I am so heartless, dauntless, that is my synopsis
I am an illusion not comprehended by optics
Reaching a conclusion everytime I see an opp twitch

to days
I didn't write my Poseidon waves
Ride wit me
Baby come vibe wit she
So Tori I swear
Stardust and Camron I swear
Cshakuore Temple don't you dare

can tell if a bitch bad by the matha
Fucking with this skinny bitch she got that Moana
Hit her with that Kevin gates
Then yell at Kowabunga
My heart

bitchs always pass by
Bousin told me act wise
Niggas get they ass fried
You fuck around with cash vibes
Niggas get they ass fried
You fuck around with cash

the words to the damn song
She want horse and carriage like Camron
Eyes running me down like a marathon
Stripping me naked like Marquese Houston
She tell me i

chest, yo
I been carrying weight like a gym rack
And I don't mean shit you get rid of
By picking up bottles or packets of SlimFast
Like a Jackson classic,

don't lie
Swear to God that I need you by my side
Talkin, Talkin, Talkin, we ain't talk in a minute
I could tell you I hope you good
But I know that you

niggas who been shady like that
Up in this house all by my doly, but I'll make you to pack
Yes the nigga who just laugh a lot will make you tap
Yes

by my momma driveway
Drive slow 'fo we get blurped
Felt like Cam'Ron the first time I smoked me some purp
I go berserk
When the beat is on the beat in

To the basis so when ya hear it, it won't make you all crazy
You sipping on that dom, I hope ya make it home safely
From a city that made famous by weezy f baby

Get it never been a get by "er" 
Dirty clean it put in the dryer 
Name never really on a flyer 
But it's calm I'm still the messiah 
And I got cars

to fuck tradition up?
What Cam'ron done told me
All we can do for you is provide guidance while we have breath
When our hourglass hits E
A memory is all