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50 FT Video (MV)




Performed By: Cam
Language: English
Length: 3:22
Written by: Cameron Burrell




Cam - 50 FT Lyrics




To many options
For me to go sit
Sorry not sorry
If I do offend
Might need some
Improvements if you
On the bench
Ain't that a bitch?
People gon change
And it wont make no sense
Go play ya role
Go head follow ya script
It it what it was
It is what it is
If you throwing shots
I bet I won't flinch
Please keep ya distance hoe
Gimme 50 Feet
If you lying through
Ya teeth
I don't wanna hear a peep
Me an all my circle
Really practice what we preach
You can hear it in the speech
I would rather not repeat

Nike checks on me
I'm trying manifest
Trust the process
Through it I got
No regrets
Shining like baguettes
From what's bumping in my chest
Got power I possess
I can see it got you stressed
Pressed
We can see it in ya face
Bitch I turn to Norman Bates
If you standing in my way
That's a promise
Cross my heart
Like I'm cool
With George Strait
All these tracks
Like a brick of ye
Serving everyday
Aye bay bay
Back up on the interstate
So I can make a play
Keeping all my paper
Stuck together like mache
When that check deposit
I be in my happy place
This that shit
That you cant recreate
We up to date

To many options
For me to go sit
Sorry not sorry
If I do offend
Might need some
Improvements if you
On the bench
Ain't that a bitch?
People gon change
And it won't make no sense
Go play ya role
Go head follow ya script
It it what it was
It is what it is
If you throwing shots
I bet I won't flinch
Please keep ya distance hoe
Gimme 50 Feet
If you lying through
Ya teeth
I don't wanna hear a peep
Me an all my circle
Really practice what we preach
You can hear it in the speech
I would rather not repeat

I'm making transactions
While you niggas acting
What you put out
You get back
That's that law of attraction
You not adding to the status
Then I do subtraction
Calling plays John Madden
Stay sharper than Shannon
All from planning
Tit for tatting
This my talent
Bitch you wasn't with me
In the gym
We talking bout practice really?
Do ya feel me?
Grab ya cam hoe film me
My mind filthy
And deadly like a 9 milli
That's how I rock
Bout to level up the stock
Walk it talk it
With my migos
That's a fact that shit
Won't stop bitch
The life I lives a gift
A movie I couldn't skip
True to the code
Like a zip
I could never slip

To many options
For me to go sit
Sorry not sorry
If I do offend
Might need some
Improvements if you
On the bench
Ain't that a bitch?
People gon change
And it won't make no sense
Go play ya role
Go head follow ya script
It it what it was
It is what it is
If you throwing shots
I bet I won't flinch
Please keep ya distance hoe
Gimme 50 Feet
If you lying through
Ya teeth
I don't wanna hear a peep
Me an all my circle
Really practice what we preach
You can hear it in the speech
I would rather not repeat
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English

To many options
For me to go sit
Sorry not sorry
If I do offend
Might need some
Improvements if you
On the bench
Ain't that a bitch?
People gon change
And it wont make no sense
Go play ya role
Go head follow ya script
It it what it was
It is what it is
If you throwing shots
I bet I won't flinch
Please keep ya distance hoe
Gimme 50 Feet
If you lying through
Ya teeth
I don't wanna hear a peep
Me an all my circle
Really practice what we preach
You can hear it in the speech
I would rather not repeat

Nike checks on me
I'm trying manifest
Trust the process
Through it I got
No regrets
Shining like baguettes
From what's bumping in my chest
Got power I possess
I can see it got you stressed
Pressed
We can see it in ya face
Bitch I turn to Norman Bates
If you standing in my way
That's a promise
Cross my heart
Like I'm cool
With George Strait
All these tracks
Like a brick of ye
Serving everyday
Aye bay bay
Back up on the interstate
So I can make a play
Keeping all my paper
Stuck together like mache
When that check deposit
I be in my happy place
This that shit
That you cant recreate
We up to date

To many options
For me to go sit
Sorry not sorry
If I do offend
Might need some
Improvements if you
On the bench
Ain't that a bitch?
People gon change
And it won't make no sense
Go play ya role
Go head follow ya script
It it what it was
It is what it is
If you throwing shots
I bet I won't flinch
Please keep ya distance hoe
Gimme 50 Feet
If you lying through
Ya teeth
I don't wanna hear a peep
Me an all my circle
Really practice what we preach
You can hear it in the speech
I would rather not repeat

I'm making transactions
While you niggas acting
What you put out
You get back
That's that law of attraction
You not adding to the status
Then I do subtraction
Calling plays John Madden
Stay sharper than Shannon
All from planning
Tit for tatting
This my talent
Bitch you wasn't with me
In the gym
We talking bout practice really?
Do ya feel me?
Grab ya cam hoe film me
My mind filthy
And deadly like a 9 milli
That's how I rock
Bout to level up the stock
Walk it talk it
With my migos
That's a fact that shit
Won't stop bitch
The life I lives a gift
A movie I couldn't skip
True to the code
Like a zip
I could never slip

To many options
For me to go sit
Sorry not sorry
If I do offend
Might need some
Improvements if you
On the bench
Ain't that a bitch?
People gon change
And it won't make no sense
Go play ya role
Go head follow ya script
It it what it was
It is what it is
If you throwing shots
I bet I won't flinch
Please keep ya distance hoe
Gimme 50 Feet
If you lying through
Ya teeth
I don't wanna hear a peep
Me an all my circle
Really practice what we preach
You can hear it in the speech
I would rather not repeat
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Writer: Cameron Burrell
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