CamQuarter - Juvenile Lyrics

Hard times for a nigga
Look up
You be dead in a month
All gone
Like a meal
I been keeping it duck
Bird brain
Loose change
Bout to get me a buck
Funny thing about it
Nigga still down on my luck
Funny thing about it
Niggas still giving a f*ck
Couldn't do it alone
Gotta pick up the phone
I been split
Take a flick
Boutta get me a cone
So bold
So cold
Why you do it yaself
U ain't looking for help
I'm so twisted
Niggas hate working it out
I'm so lifted
Flows
How it come out the mouth
I'm so gifted
So gifted
So strong
Hit ya nose
Like the Gucci cologne
So long
I'm gone
Got me chasing a bone
Got me chasing a dime
I be wrong in the end
If i give her the 9
I be wrong in the end
If i give her the time
Done stressing
Leave me be
It seems to be
Flow so easily
It's clear to see
Who's my enemy
Don't repeat
Bars
I'm so elite
Niggas peep
That i started it
Marvelous
Dream so ominous
Calling it
Team so dominant
Nigga I'm taking a second It's late
Don't know what I'm doing I made a mistake
Too many problems that's still on my plate
So many options a nigga could take
So many friends to find out they was snakes
I'm going fishing I got me a lake
Dream of this money how much can i make
My foot on the gas no time for a break
Saying you you don't like them
But I see you all the time
Saying you you don't like them
But I see you all the time
Say you you don't like them
But I see you all the time
Peep shit
Say you you don't like them
But I see you all the time
Peep shit
Don't talk to me
I'm not ya company
Done with the puppetry
Don't say wassup to me
You never f*ck wit me
Till i got custody
Of all the green, oh
Brick like a free throw
I'm outta stamina
Feel like a mean soul
Blowing like C4
Where is the camera
Niggas so amateur
Who is a fan of ya
I wanna know
I'm boutta kick in the door
Biggie can hit you some mo
Stealing the flow
One day they call me the goat
Feeling like I'm on a role
Kendrick or Cole
When are you hitting my phone
The competition getting old man