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Cam.J - Facts Lyrics



Cam.J - Facts Lyrics
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We just want it all
We just want the paper
It didn't make much sense but stuck together ain't no stapler
I just ran the town never wanted to be mayor
I always kept it real I was never the type to play her
Never had it in me send her off and say a prayer
Communication hard life don't come with a conveyer
Never had it tucked I never needed a belt
You quick to bash others the problems ya inner self
You was never good ya bookings stay on the shelf
My goal is blasting off and I'll be on a different realm
Soon as a nigga ask he miraculously outta film
But it's okay imma get it by myself
It took a little while to figure out who's really riding
You niggas funny style and you needa come out the closet
Don't talk about it if you ain't really mobbin
The niggas imma send dumpin shit it ain't no plottin
I knew about but never grew up in these streets
If anything it's respect and you could get it from me
But trust I'm coming different if it's a problem I see
Always skippin school I wasn't bout my degrees
Unless it was warm and sunny You could find me on the beach
Searching for honeys taking sips and lighting my weed
Without the greens and liqs life don't really seem complete
I was hittin them blicks at 15 you can't compete
If you pull up to the table in the middle is where you meet
Disrespect, find ya body in Middle East
We'll be on our Patrick Starr I think we burried weast
Trynna get my word play level Capital Steez
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We just want it all
We just want the paper
It didn't make much sense but stuck together ain't no stapler
I just ran the town never wanted to be mayor
I always kept it real I was never the type to play her
Never had it in me send her off and say a prayer
Communication hard life don't come with a conveyer
Never had it tucked I never needed a belt
You quick to bash others the problems ya inner self
You was never good ya bookings stay on the shelf
My goal is blasting off and I'll be on a different realm
Soon as a nigga ask he miraculously outta film
But it's okay imma get it by myself
It took a little while to figure out who's really riding
You niggas funny style and you needa come out the closet
Don't talk about it if you ain't really mobbin
The niggas imma send dumpin shit it ain't no plottin
I knew about but never grew up in these streets
If anything it's respect and you could get it from me
But trust I'm coming different if it's a problem I see
Always skippin school I wasn't bout my degrees
Unless it was warm and sunny You could find me on the beach
Searching for honeys taking sips and lighting my weed
Without the greens and liqs life don't really seem complete
I was hittin them blicks at 15 you can't compete
If you pull up to the table in the middle is where you meet
Disrespect, find ya body in Middle East
We'll be on our Patrick Starr I think we burried weast
Trynna get my word play level Capital Steez
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Writer: Carl Mclean Jr
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Performed By: Cam.J
Language: English
Length: 1:49
Written by: Carl Mclean Jr

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