CB Radio - Cameras lyrics

[Verse 1: CB Radio] See me CB I be k**ing it Know I'm always armed come equipped because I'm militant I know you heard of this so don't try to play dumb Yo this game is heinous Famous Amos cookies leaving crumbs On the track bring it back, did you hear what he said k**ing every single verse, b**h I leave these beats dead I-I'm I'm a muthaf**ing animal Eat you rappers up like I'm a cannibal I'm Hannibal You should of locked me up cuz now your bodies for the streets Taking pictures with these haters mothaf**as say cheese I got that Polaroid but use my eyes camera Riding on this beat forever cuz I got that stamina Living my life to the fullest never know when I might die And my path is getting curvy I just take it all in stride Trynna make it to the top I feel like Chris Brown Deuces up yelling out, b**h look at me now [Hook: Matt & Kim] No time for cameras we'll use our eyes instead No time for cameras we'll be gone when were dead, oh No time for cameras we'll use our eyes instead I see flashes of gold [Verse 2: J Money Mountain Man] Yo step up on the beat and watch me f**ing work this Cuz I be getting dirty like the floor at the circus I'm impenetrable b**h, you thought that you could hurt this I heard your rap style then I found out you was worthless I be cutting back b**hes loving that I'm k**ing sh** Laying MCs down just for the fun of it Dumb b**h not even f**ing close Leaving y'all deaf like my f**ing first name was mos Yo I'm playing post you shooting Owl eyes on me and I call that b**h hooting Need a remedy to the rap game I'm a solution Cuz your style is pollution I'm a leave you with contusions I have a hard time choosing between money and weed But one makes me succeed and one gets my brain high Oh wait that's both, but we be chilling, oh [Hook] [Verse 3: Don Juan] My sh**s raw man, quantasyllabic You f*ggots couldn't come and have it A bag of salad a ballad of lyricism got the rhythm and the flow And you know its f**ing time to bust my dick out and start the show My ideal day twisting nobs on my transistor Odd future be bumping to took the EQ and flipped her Laying on my back staring at the light fixture And pondering the chances of me f**ing your sister Sipping on elixir, OE 800 Going skating write some lyrics leave your problems unconfronted J Money hits me up he said he got an O fronted So you know we spliffing all night, zig zag and we blunted And they done, don't regret it man yea I do it again No regrets just stay true the pen Your word is bond stick to it like some glue in the wind I can't believe its not bu*ter so we do it again, oh [Hook]