Writing on the Wall - K Camp

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Used to feel like an outcast, 'til I met André three stacks

I put the North on my back

Mom got a wall full of plaques, I know she smiling at that

I know you smiling down too, RIP Jeff 'til I’m through

RIP all of my niggas, I’m tryna balance my life

Running through all of these bitches, which one gon' end up my wife?

Which one gon' pull out that knife, when she see my call log?

But I deny 'til I die, you know I’m a dog, oh

Bitch, I’m like fuck all y’all

As long as my family straight

Zante acting up but I just pray that nigga concentrate (Zante)

Pray that nigga find his way (Yeah), I know what you goin' through (I know)

I feel what you feel but ayy just know you gotta stay strong, fool (Gotta stay

strong)

I won’t let 'em harm you (Yeah), I been through that storm too (Ah)

Trapped inside that darkness, once I prayed that light just shined through

Keep the past behind you, worry about the now

Had to let you know 'cause mom dukes worried about you now

Me and my dad, we still ain’t talking and that shit just blow my mind (Mind)

I guess the price of fame will change your family, every time

I’m like, man who can I trust 'cause shit done changed up when I signed

(Changed)

Or maybe it’s just me, I left that bullshit behind

I been focused on that money, I been focused on that paper

New crib in L. A and that bitch came with elevators (Yeah)

Don’t know why I’m stressing, I know I’m in God’s favor (Preach)

But always keep that strap and watch out for them perpetrators

Told y’all I came to ball, yay

Waiting for my call, yay

When you come from nothing it’s a must you want it all, yay

They want me to fall, yay

But I’m standing tall, yay

Ex’s keep on calling, I ignore them bitches all day

Ignore them bitches all day (Whoo), ain’t got time to backtrack (Back)

I came from a place where students keep that in they backpack (Yup)

Watch out for them rat traps, watch out for them dirty hoes

Fuckin' for a come up, even sneaking through your dirty clothes

I know I’m the chosen one (Yeah), I know that I’m God’s gift

I know when I walk inside in a building, y’all gon' catch my drift

I done lost relationships with niggas I thought was real

Money bring you problems, now I really know how Biggie feel (Whoo)

Oops, my bad, how Biggie felt

Ah man, I can’t help myself

I just walked in Fifth’s and grabbed a bag, and a Gucci belt

Nigga I deserve this shit, man I had to curve that bitch

Ain’t talking 'bout shit, you just getting on my nerves and shit

Speak it in existence, I been on that for a while

I pray I get along with the mother of my child (Pray)

Whenever that they come, I promise we’ll be straight (What?)

Mansions off this intro, you know Young K way too great

Look, I ain’t need no cosign, I built my own shit

Made my own name and I brought my own clique

Lil' niggas too lame and they jump from dick to dick (Lame)

Need a hundred mil' and your blessings, and that’s it

Now for real.

These niggas don’t wanna see me shine, man.

These niggas don’t

wanna see me grow.

They don’t wanna see Camp become a better person, man.

They wanna tear me down.

This shit different.

We ain’t the same.

Know what I’m sayin'?

I want you to understand that.

You can’t stop God plans

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