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deadstock - cam thomas lyrics

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[verse 1]
i’m signing up to every raffle i can find
my n*gga jay could flip a f*cking pack if he was blind
ain’t talking ‘bout bricks i’m talking ‘bout sneakers
you n*ggas go quiet on my releases
i’m shooting my shot straight out of the bleachers
and you know that sh*t is nothing but net
you wasting energy cause i’ll intercept
and all the game you tryna play i expect
you see the sweat trickling that sh*t holy water
build sanctuaries for my baby daughter look
that’s just a reference to my unborn
and i’m just scratching the surface and this is one th*rn
the labels know my rap designer this is unworn
yellow brick road to the green, but not my front lawn
but in this country i guess it’s pink and sh*t
just tryna stay abovе water this world a sinking ship
i’m sending air jordan 5 re*salе price through the roof
deadstock cause i manufacture and sell out from the booth
double p i’m the truth

[interlude]
eish (laughs)
for real, i know some of my uk people
can’t even comprehend most of this sh*t man
and honestly, that’s okay
i give you the time that you need
look

[verse 2]
i’m selling raps above retail so this is stock x
place your bids and get a blessing from who’s up next
soon as i’m done got ‘em wondering can they f*ck next
and that’s why i don’t f*ck with that second hand or that pre*loved
unnecessary dwelling on who we’ve loved
don’t stress yourself ‘bout sh*t i do not speak of
this for my over*thinkers creating problems over something that ain’t even there
but if you’re like me sensing problems, then it’s probably there (laughs)
applying for grad schemes, rather be supplying these rap fiends
i’m why the lines withheld when the trap rings
cause this class a, it ain’t watered down no melted ice
and if they charging fines for realness i will pay that twice
your drip look plagiarised n*gga you need to turn it in
and if it’s beef we don’t squash it this ain’t no burger king
my city full of roundabouts but i’m not circling
i wipe my kicks the hardwoods where i learnt to win

[outro]
name me someone doing it like this where i’m from
maybe there’s a reason why
i don’t know, this is deadstock sh*t
you ain’t finding this nowhere
(kisses t**th)

aye let me chill man

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