Camo - Mad

Mad

I came in the game
One of a kind
They throwing shade
They see my shine
Putting in work
Just chasing my dreams
Niggaz they hate
I'm doing me
I go where I want
Wherever I please
So say what you want
It don't bother me
Addicted to music
Far from a scrub
Shout out to Fleet
They gave me a buzz
Point of no return I ain't looking back
Don't be blowing up my phone if you talking racks
Yeah I did it on my own how you like that
Real niggaz never quit they just bounce back
I'm just stating facts
They say I couldn't do it you should see me now
I do it for my son hope I make him proud
Didn't need a gun just to kill the doubt
My Success got em all in they feelings now

Stack it up... Run it up... Its on me...
Ante Up... Put in work... live and learn
Celebrate... Been in my bag... they getting mad
Been in my Been in my Been in my bag...
Aye... They getting mad... They getting Mad

Moving in silence they think I'm a jerk
My life is a movie I'm living it up
Just minding my business while running it up
Remember them days with nothing all
They treating me different returning my calls
You Smile in my face but want me to fall
You see the effect but you were the cause
16 Years blood sweat and tears
Going hard spitting bars like I'm Shakespeare
in the paint like LeBron as a Cavalier
And you didn't see it coming
I don e switch gears
This is my year
Foot on the gas
Ain't hitting the breaks
Rise til I fall
Whatever it takes
By the time that you meN
It's probably too late
I Ran in this game
And I Left with the bank

Stack it up... Run it up... Its on me...
Ante Up... Put in work... live and learn
Celebrate... Been in my bag... they getting mad
Been in my Been in my Been in my bag...
Aye... They getting mad... They getting Mad

I have no limits
They paying attention
Get off my dick
Just play your position
Breaking the rules
Is part of the mission
I lost a lot
Then I start winning
So fake with the love
I know they pretending
You want me to fall
Keep hoping and wishing
Foot on the gas
The tunnels my vision
So Sick with the flow
I stuck to tradition
I hear you talking slick ION owe you
Niggaz really want to hate then they clone you
Love it when i make em mad I give em Pro Tools
From the bottom to the top yeah that's old news
I'm Still the same dude
A couple foreigns
House on hill
Buying up acres
I'm flexing no deal
I'm keeping em guessing
You what it is
I'm living my dream
It's giving me chills

Stack it up... Run it up... Its on me...
Ante Up... Put in work... live and learn
Celebrate... Been in my bag... they getting mad
Been in my Been in my Been in my bag...
Aye... They getting mad... They getting Mad



Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Walker
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