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add it up - camquarter lyrics

[verse 1]

oh my gosh, look
n*ggas hit my phone cause they want me to rap
cause i body the trap
the hottest n*gga from maryland in fact
you don’t believe? let’s go through the numbers
while i’m good through the summer
i drop a song and they ask for another
i talk to rich, hitting his phone
n*gga told me i’m on the way
i can’t do it alone
i be slipping right through the obstacles
moving the cones
couple b*tches that never wanted me
hitting my phone, it’s on
i remember sitting here wondering, when was my time?
a couple nights i lay by myself, i wanted to cry
started out, making these videos, getting a laugh
till i noticed that i was trash
and still on my ass
grab a mic, and get to zapping
how long you do this?
a couple months, i know it’s tragic
not one for bragging
who is quarter? i never heard of him
i share a verse
and call them a he*rs*
because i murdered them
from bad to worse, i give em desert
because i’m serving them
but now i’m jaded[????]
fake love, i told them save it
man it’s so contagious
ya favorite artist, it’s nice to meet ya
cold hearted, they want a feature but i don’t need ya
cooler a freezer
please do not compare me to these
other n*ggas anymore
i opened up the door for these
and it’s plenty more
i’m blowing out these n*ggas, what’s the score?
this a sh*tty court[?]
what i got in store
like every time i do a song
i leave em wanting more
like every time i try to sign it’s like i go to war
i tried to ask myself, what the f*ck you fighting for?
young n*gga you the man, shoulders heavy kinda sore
can’t compete with me, do this easily
and i’m legally, able to body you
do it frequently, i need some secrecy
can i tell you the truth?
i’m diabolical, don’t needa hand the body to booth[?]
i slide down, we playing hockey, attacking the track
no one beside me, i leave em froze
it’s had to retract
about that action
n*ggas ain’t camquarter for nothing[?]
what a scene, what a dream[?]
you n*ggas outta discussion
you n*ggas never was buzzing
i’m turning nothing to something
my time is now and i’m coming
need motivation, the time that i’m wasting
can’t get it back
back to the black
i need a stack, a payment in fact
why do you give your bread to artist
that’s less then a month? [?]
who ain’t getting no bump
and when you press them
they still in the slump
i got it bad, i could sleep on the bus
i could live out a trunk
and give you more i’m a milly in one
talk to me, i couldn’t hear you
now you fumbling
pressure it got you stuttering
listen, you got me wondering
cause i study the greats
yea they made the mistakes
for me to conquer
and beat it like [????]
where is my fonto
i’m on a roll, they yelling bravo
moving like pablo
k!lling, i murder all my rivals
then call me chapo
now keep ya eyes closed, yea
so homicidal
no i ain’t tough enough
we lived a different life
and in the mirror i ain’t rough enough
it’s part of growing up, yeah i’m me it sucks
but no matter where we come from, we share the same fate
in the jail or cuffs [?]
d*mn, it ain’t adding up
it ain’t adding up
it ain’t adding up
oh, my god
f*ck y’all n*ggas man
i had enough
f*ck all the clout, f*ck all that sh*t
it ain’t adding up

- camquarter lyrics

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