9 Am Prod Griffinwins

Kid Named Cam (Prod Shvde)

16 (prod 2lz)

MONEY (Prod Frost Matty X Jkei)

(my fuggin head hurts,
the fuck goin on?
oh word?)

two shots, down the hatch, im bouncing off the wall
my crib, my bed, and my bitch on my balls
slump off syrup, im leanin, imma fall
walk into my house, stumble through the halls
two shots, down the hatch, im bouncing off the wall
my crib, my bed, and my bitch on my balls
slump off syrup, im leanin, imma fall
walk into my house, stumble through the halls

what? huh?
nahhh

i slide with a 40 up in my pants, i aint no chedder bob
and pussy boy wanna talk shit, like dude aint you hit your mom?
didnt your gf call you out over a tiktok song?
you got caught crying in a voicemail thats 4 minutes long

you wanna talk tuff, but screenshots say you aint that strong
and everyone know yo girl gave you a lil infection on yo dong
it probably has you itchin, i guess we nickname you pong
dawgs a rapist and an abuser, who cant admit when hes wrong

Okay, im sorry bro, i didnt know you were a white chick
because when you dont get your way, you know you throw a bitch fit
i get it, your mad, your girl left you but now 
I HIT
i just picked yo ass apart, with bars, im proud i am so FLAWLESS
get me acting stupid, i go crazy, i go lawless
i stole the girl of your dreams, i guess i stole yo goddess
just a friendly reminder, ill hit your place of solace

but im ballin
she keep lookin at me, i know she fallin
but im stallin
i dont know why me, im such a goblin
now im harpin
she get to lovin on me, no im not stoppin
im ballin
she want a louis bag, because im thuggin
Im flawless
i know you cryin, beggin me to stop this
I cant stop it
kick yo ex bitch to the curb, out with the dog shit
now be honest
quit telling the lies if you think you got this
but im ballin
she be lookin at me, i know she fallin

Flawless (Prod Royann X Astroyed)

Nutty

Headshot

Honest (Prod 2lz)

yo he going insane
cant feel no love, he might blow his brain
i cant understand what hes sayin
i gotta hold him close say chill out man

i mean you cant really blame him
he just lost a brother
he just lost a friend
the son to a mother

im tryna call him down
i cant say enough
he says hes finna crashout
and i cant call his bluff

i wipe off his tears
i told him, hey man be tough
he hit me across the face
he said "hey cam shut up"

he tells me the story
the way they gunned him down
i grip on to my 40 
and i tell him that  im down

now we in the car 
driving to their block
putting our hoods up
every time we see a cop

guns off safety
mags filled to the top
we turn on they street
then pull up and we stop

He says hey man, 
you dont gotta do this
the choice im boutta make
dawg i know its stupid

i told him dont worry
im always by your side
ill always shoot with you
as long as we alive

he rolled up to the house
sees the lights through the window
he hopped out the car
turned opps wife to a widow

but the bitch blasts back
as i hop out too
then my homie goes down
i dont know what to do

i grab him and pull him 
back to the car
he said i better run, 
the cops cant be far

i said i cant leave him
cant lose another friend
but my brother told me
hes ready for the end

i always tear up
as i tell the tale again
about gang bangers that shoot
and take our bestfriends

and i know its sad
the reality that hes dead
it never gets better
wish it was me instead

i hate these motherfuckers
who kill for street cred
who drive by cribs
kill a kid whos in bed

so i like to stay quiet 
and watch where i tread
seeing all my family 
winding up dead

i always tell these stories
like it aint everyones life
you could die one day
or you could lose your wife

and trust its not worth it
working up in the cife
especially when a dope fiend 
charge you with a knife

you dont wanna know
what its like to lose brothers
rejected by society
and hated by others

not to sleep good at night
your bed has no covers
gunshots at dawn
better close the shutters

violence never ends
cars filled with bullet holes
how do we fix this?
not a soul knows

dont stick to the plan
its never how it goes
you lose your best friend
over treesh ass hoes

another lonely Christmas
crying as it snows
all your uncles dead
and your daddies doin blow

news filled with murder
not talkin bout crows
gang bang mentallity
glorified by tv shows

and listen to my words
because my grief is real
i cant describe the pain
his death made me feel

he taught me how to live
taught me how to steal
if it werent for him
i wouldnt be real

funeral reception
his mothers crying
just like the others
whos sons keep on dying

hug your mama tight
and never let go
cant predict when they die
none of us know

its the story of life
losing people we love
abrupt ends
now they with god up above
 
ever looked at your friends thighs
and seen all of the cuts
this worlds so cruel
and nobody gives a fuck

World So Cruel (freestyle) (Prod LethalNeedle)

lot of people used to tell me im the top dog
doesnt mean im used to getting fuckin walked on
i could sit and cry to you the whole damn song
if i die then whos gonna comfort my mom?

so i wont, im gonna do my best to prosper
everyday im gonna preach my motherfucking gospal
ill dust myself off and try to live with honor
doesnt mean i dont need to see a fuckin doctor

they say it gets better, well we have to find out
i cant live a life consumed by my doubt
i'll punch my fucking drywall as i shout
doing anything to get these shitty feelings out

i write my shitty poems till my hand cramps
9 millimeter like a decent implant
everythings hard but the shit i cant astand
is not knowing anyone who really needs cam

im cam by the way, hows your day going, can you please stay?
i feel like shit like a school lunch tray
i got a lot in common with the shit i say
it wont be long until i get thrown away
it always goes the same at the end of the day
no matter how much that i might pray
everyone i love will always go away
it always ends the same

how am i the top dog if you talk to me like im low?
im sorry that im too tired to put up the show
ill always ask myself why, but i guess ill never know
might never find the answer, but i really want to go

a devil on my shoulder, wheres my angel tonight
tobacco burns my throat, but the pain feels nice
ive been suicidal just without the balls to try
i think i need another dart, anyone have a light?

the end of the tunnel is where i wanna be
i feel like i was meant to be a part of history
cant tell you if its sad, or if it ends with glee
but i can tell you that nobody really needs me

i can try and try and try, i know that i will fail
all the effort i put in but still cant prevail
i feel like life is just a fuckin holding cell
until i fucking die and can go straight to hell

top dog (prod nono g beats)

musicians are better when they're at the lowest point in their lives
-unknown

Headshot

cam..

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