Eugene Tombs - '99 Camry Lyrics

Fell asleep to Jimmy Fallon
Now I'm dreaming I'm on Fallon
And with this amount of talent
Tombs about to move a mountain
Maybe make a palace out it (aye)
I don't doubt that your going to doubt it (aye)
So I won't feel bad you left out it (aye)
I don't care about the trends you set
And I don't care about the wins you get
I'm more like Kendrick, what he say about the accolades
Nowadays all them petty thoughts fade away
I admit I'd still like to get my racks up
I got this mastered but I'm still keeping my tracks rough
I'm that black stuff that made Eddie Brock mad tough
I'm like the shot Apollo Creed ain't coming back from (uh uh)

All On Black in the '99 Camry
I'd throw you in the trunk in front your family
And I ain't never had a plan B
I pray The Lord still understand me
All On Black in the '99 Camry
I'd throw you in the trunk in front your family
And I ain't never had a plan B
I pray The Lord still understand me

Aye, I'm a true rhyme Sayer
And I'm all up in your head like I'm the mind flayer
I'm the layer of the flavor, ball like Indiana Pacers
I be burying these beats like my name The Undertaker
Askin' God to show me favor, but I'm probably not his favorite
Spitting like its winter, Master Splinter from these split lips
'99, Joey Bad bumping in my foreign whip
Sunroof on my XLE to see where I am going to sit
Split the Philly in shadows of the city
Smoke the fifties like a chimney cause I'm iffy (I'm iffy)
Who rolling with me? Ain't that many that ain't shifty
If you are, I'll dump you quickly, no kidding
That's why it's

All On Black in the '99 Camry
I'd throw you in the trunk in front your family
And I ain't never had a plan B
I pray The Lord still understand me
All On Black in the '99 Camry
I'd throw you in the trunk in front your family
And I ain't never had a plan B
I pray The Lord still understand me
All On Black in the '99
Ain't no fake that's a friend of mine
And I ain't never had a plan B
I pray The Lord still understand me