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Camp KC
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[Intro: Beatrice Horseman]
There's no cure for that
[Chorus: Camp KC]
All in my head, all in my mind
I don't pretend
Say what I feel
Cracking a deal, I don't need deals
Talking that real
Say what I feel
I wanna shine, I'm on the grind
Winter was mine
Say what I feel
I want the mills
I want the feel of counting up bills
Say what I feel
[Verse 1: Camp KC]
Sicker than most
I'm on a course to getting this dough
Living too wild, you calling it close
I was at home, just wanna chill
Homie just hit me to ask, "What's the deal?"
Please, do not check me, pockets ain't empty
Devil against me, I cannot slip
They calling my bluff so, nigga, what's up?
So, nigga, pull up, so nigga we up
They riding past 9 to hit on some dimes
They'll make time to go out and chill
Riding down blocks, the scenе was hot
They letting off shots to fly in our block
Flash it for cops, we cannot stop
You watching thе clock to know when to stop
My baby at home, I ain't got chrome
Found my way home, but lucky we did
[Verse 2: Camp KC]
Under real eyes, I can't visualize a life without my father
Niggas try to take him on a late night while a led fly
Watch him fall down like showers
Couple homicides leave you traumatized
Bullet harmonize on a far side
Touch Earth on the next day while the moon shine
What a blessed day
Could have went worse on a worse day
Nigga could have missed my birthdays
While I live through his last name
Sound fine but I act strange
Would have fucked me over, couldn't act sane
Would have did some shit I can't explain
Would have smashed a bitch just to ease the pain
She got pregnant, now my son live through the same thing
Try to live through my last name
Throw it up while he gang bang
Shells creeping up the driveway
In the city, they don't play it safe
Now my son gone
On the move
Not much improved with no father rules
And a bunch of niggas are the same way
[Chorus: Camp KC]
All in my head, all in my mind
I don't pretend
Say what I feel
Cracking a deal, I don't need deals
Talking that real
Say what I feel
I wanna shine, I'm on the grind
Winter was mine
Say what I feel
I want the mills
I want the feel of counting up bills
Say what I feel
There's no cure for that
[Chorus: Camp KC]
All in my head, all in my mind
I don't pretend
Say what I feel
Cracking a deal, I don't need deals
Talking that real
Say what I feel
I wanna shine, I'm on the grind
Winter was mine
Say what I feel
I want the mills
I want the feel of counting up bills
Say what I feel
[Verse 1: Camp KC]
Sicker than most
I'm on a course to getting this dough
Living too wild, you calling it close
I was at home, just wanna chill
Homie just hit me to ask, "What's the deal?"
Please, do not check me, pockets ain't empty
Devil against me, I cannot slip
They calling my bluff so, nigga, what's up?
So, nigga, pull up, so nigga we up
They riding past 9 to hit on some dimes
They'll make time to go out and chill
Riding down blocks, the scenе was hot
They letting off shots to fly in our block
Flash it for cops, we cannot stop
You watching thе clock to know when to stop
My baby at home, I ain't got chrome
Found my way home, but lucky we did
[Verse 2: Camp KC]
Under real eyes, I can't visualize a life without my father
Niggas try to take him on a late night while a led fly
Watch him fall down like showers
Couple homicides leave you traumatized
Bullet harmonize on a far side
Touch Earth on the next day while the moon shine
What a blessed day
Could have went worse on a worse day
Nigga could have missed my birthdays
While I live through his last name
Sound fine but I act strange
Would have fucked me over, couldn't act sane
Would have did some shit I can't explain
Would have smashed a bitch just to ease the pain
She got pregnant, now my son live through the same thing
Try to live through my last name
Throw it up while he gang bang
Shells creeping up the driveway
In the city, they don't play it safe
Now my son gone
On the move
Not much improved with no father rules
And a bunch of niggas are the same way
[Chorus: Camp KC]
All in my head, all in my mind
I don't pretend
Say what I feel
Cracking a deal, I don't need deals
Talking that real
Say what I feel
I wanna shine, I'm on the grind
Winter was mine
Say what I feel
I want the mills
I want the feel of counting up bills
Say what I feel
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