Cameo
I wake up every morning just to prove my worth
I been spending all my racks like I been flying out to Perth
Digging for the value in every minute on this earth
They be callin' my name and ringing bells like what's the word?
You can trust me now but I can't promise it'll last
Shit hasn't changed with the time that has passed
I talk a lot for someone with a mouth full of glass
Man, I'll see you next Tuesday with your neck in a cast
New day, same shit, different name
I be switching my identity like a ticket to train
Twisted in the head when I be walking with a cane
I ain't finna yell right now, I'll take the bleeding out the vein
I know I couldn't catch ya, I know that I depress ya
Ego size of mars you can call me the new Mariah
Screaming in my face you just preaching to the choir
She told me do it yourself, man go pop your own tires
You ain't gonna check me, I know you don't respect me
I couldn't give a fuck about your family, or your black tea
I couldn't think about it when I'm dreaming in my haze
I really should've blocked you when I had the chance to stay
I cut them all out, all my friends said I told you so
I ain't going down, I ain't bleeding out to Mexico
More than one time I had a bitch call me loco
Before I realized it was more than a cameo
Maybe they're right, maybe I'm just foul
Praying god fix my shit and watch me like an owl
Hoping every day I never see my mother's scowl
Fuck it I'm done, bitch just throw in the towel
I been spending all my racks like I been flying out to Perth
Digging for the value in every minute on this earth
They be callin' my name and ringing bells like what's the word?
You can trust me now but I can't promise it'll last
Shit hasn't changed with the time that has passed
I talk a lot for someone with a mouth full of glass
Man, I'll see you next Tuesday with your neck in a cast
New day, same shit, different name
I be switching my identity like a ticket to train
Twisted in the head when I be walking with a cane
I ain't finna yell right now, I'll take the bleeding out the vein
I know I couldn't catch ya, I know that I depress ya
Ego size of mars you can call me the new Mariah
Screaming in my face you just preaching to the choir
She told me do it yourself, man go pop your own tires
You ain't gonna check me, I know you don't respect me
I couldn't give a fuck about your family, or your black tea
I couldn't think about it when I'm dreaming in my haze
I really should've blocked you when I had the chance to stay
I cut them all out, all my friends said I told you so
I ain't going down, I ain't bleeding out to Mexico
More than one time I had a bitch call me loco
Before I realized it was more than a cameo
Maybe they're right, maybe I'm just foul
Praying god fix my shit and watch me like an owl
Hoping every day I never see my mother's scowl
Fuck it I'm done, bitch just throw in the towel
Credits
Writer(s): Warrick Brown
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