Chop the Sample Up - Cam Meekins

This ain’t a verse, this some shit that I wrote

It ain’t rehearsed, I’m just gonna go with the flow

Because this is real, this ain’t a single for the damn club

This for the club promoters and the die hards with their hands up

For the people that told me four years ago that I wasn’t gonna be shit when I

played the a couple songs I wrote

Anyway that you wanna, Im a fucking living legend but my public persona

This same shit you’re gonna see me if you approach me on the street

I’m instrumental to the game, and I make the beats

I just next leveled you on the timing and the rhyming

When you look up in my eyes you only see what I’m not hiding

Damn, so real they don’t want it on the album, they just afraid of the outcome

Ayo, rain brought me out son, 900 thousand, but I’m still here sleeping on the

damn couch son

Respect a fucking legend when he’s speaking, momma gave birth to the game and

his fuckin name was Meekins

Girls that might be underaged trying to send me pictures of their tits

Record labels that want me to sell out so I can make them rich

So I don’t understand how it makes me a bitch, if I don’t spend 24/7 on Twitter

and shit

Chop the sample up my brotha, I don’t give a fuck my brotha

It ain’t where you from my brotha, its where you pay rent my brotha

Hit it once but I dont love her, cause I don’t know that word my brotha

I ain’t to concerned my brotha, I just live my world my brotha

Everydays the same in my life, I’m just grinding to live my dream in the spot

light

I dont give a shit about, I rock mics, and I live to hold you down when I write

Mad people didn’t believe that I was good at this shit, but the wheel stay

spinnin' like good rich bitch

Cause Common told me that slow motion was better than no motion,

I gotta stay focused on the hooks and shit

But fuck that I’m a king that deserves a crown, whole city gotta hold me down

when I’m around

They know I’mma put them on and thats love, if you ain’t about that shit then

we fuck you up

They say, «Cam won’t do it, he ain’t got what it takes» truth is I was waiting

for those dudes to fade away

Gotta long term plan and I’m here to stay, something like MJ to the NBA

Got flows turning MIDI keys to MPs, got heart but your MP3's is empty

Your girl come around and ooh she tempt me, hopped out from the train and peel

the?

UH