Cam The Artist - 18 On The 18th lyrics

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Cam The Artist - 18 On The 18th lyrics

[Verse] Said I'm In My Zone Like A 2-3 Balling Out Like I'm 2-3 n***as Act Like They Knew Me b**hes Mad Cause I Do Me They Don't f** With The New Me True Word, And They Soon See Got Two Legs For A f**ing Reason I Can Stand On My Two Feet I Don't Need Help, n***a f** You I Don't Even f**ing Trust You In My B A Double G Got A Bad b**h With Some Double Ds n***a Jumped In His Bag On Em Cam Newton, Watch Me Dab On Em Popping Checks, I Ain't Popping Techs n***a Who Ya Girl Mopping Next Tape Dropped, And The Numbers Popped n***a Trynna Make The Summer Hot Young n***a On His New sh** I Don't Do sh** But My Stu sh** Now I'm Too Lit, Faced Two Clips You Soft n***a, You A Tulip But Not Me, Kid Is Ruthless I'll Knock You Out, Now You're Toothless I Don't Even Give Two sh**s, And That's True sh** Casper n***a, You See Me Round, You Don't Do sh** Got A Good Vibe, I Don't Even Need A New b**h But I'm Too Bored, So Best Believe I Need New Spits New Whip On Em, Young n***a Trynna Switch On Em Pigeon Time, Young Cam Trynna sh** On Em I'm like Sun Rise, Sunset, Young n***a Ain't Done Yet I Ain't Won Yet, Where You Going, b**h I Ain't Even Cum Yet I'm Just Trynna Dominate Sitting Pushing Through All The Hate Now I Gotta Take It All The Way Like Way Back To Vince Carter Days Iverson, Tim Hardaway, Ya Always Wanna Double Cross n***as 18 And I've Lost n***as, Lemme Get My Point Across n***a I'm A New n***a On Some Old sh** Time Pa**ed, I'm On My Cold sh** Never Had A f**ing Role Model So I Guess I'm On My Cole sh** Good Kid, Never Stole sh** 15, I Would Roll sh** Stop Talking Like You Know Me My Own Fam Don't Even Know sh** 10 For 10 On The Dub, Got A Young n***a Smacked Now Rolling Up That Raw, I Ain't Even Talking Smack Down n***a Said They Wanna Battle, sh** Is Lit, I Won't Back Down Mixtape On The Hot List, I Don't Know How To Act Now Now They See Me Making Moves, They Wouldn't Dare Call Me Wack Now Tell Them n***as s** A Cack Now $500 Cash For A Track Now Vision Blurry, I'm Lit As f**, Mixed The Roc And The Yak Now b**hes Swore I Was Wack Then, Now Them b**hes On My Sack Now These Hands, You Catching That Ya Wouldn't f** With The Aftermath And If You Want More After That That 4 Will Flip Em Like An Acrobat Clean Money, I'm Stacking That I'm Not A Scammer, Stop Jacking That Talking sh**, I Ain't Having That If Ya Girl Around, I'm Cracking That This Where Amazing Happens At Would've Sworn This The NBA I Don't Talk About Getting Signed That Can Happen Like Any Day But Anyways, I'm In My Bag Catching Neck Inside The Cab b**h I'm Not Into You Do You Think I'm f**ing Fab b**h You Got Me f**ed Up Now These Hoes Wanna f** Us Now These Hoes Wanna Cuff Us I Kick Em Out And Say Tough Luck A While Ago I Was Cuffed Up Now I'm Screaming Out f** Love You Used To Be My All Girl Now We Don't Even Talk Girl But I'm Doing Me, You Doing You I Had To Stop Pursuing You Should've Took My Last Name But It's All Good Cause The Cash Came 18 On The 18th, n***a Ain't That Some sh** Young n***a On His Dumb sh**, Make Them Opp n***as Run Quick

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