Cameras

I'm dripping that Louis water
Got diamonds up on my collar
Protective of all my dollars
Diamond choker I'm dripping harder
Sipping lean I am pourin that Fanta
Foreign yellow just like a banana
I'm smoking up in the booth
I'm just Living life hidin from cameras

I'm hidin from cameras I don't wanna see em
Nigga be mad cause I'm fuckin' his bm
I'm Coppin' two watches I'm keeping it even
Talkin' potential my shit broke the ceiling
Percocet got me feeling like a demon
Making this music I'm loving this feeling
Readin my thoughts and you start over thinking
Smoking woods I don't even think I be tweakin'

Drip too hard
One day imma get a ten car garage
One day imma have a M on my card
Beats too cold flows so hot
I done went to battle imma show my scars
Smoking on this weed feel my brain on mars
Lean and juice, Xanax bars
Chasin for that bag imma be a star

One day imma hop in that private plane
Too icy I dripping like candy cane
I dream about coppin Richard millie plain
I ain't capping this shit is just off the brain

Too legit ion show the pain
I want dollars man fuck all the fame
Built different this shit ain't the same
When I'm spitting its nothin but flames

Got that money you know imma pay
Leave you speeches I don't know what to say
Chain is spotless it don't got no stain
When I struggle I look up and pray

I'm dripping that Louis water
Got diamonds up on my collar
Protective of all my dollars
Diamond choker I'm dripping harder
Sipping lean I am pourin that Fanta
Foreign yellow just like a banana
I'm smoking up in the booth
I'm just Living life hidin from cameras



Credits
Writer(s): Veshon Malone
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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