Cameo

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
This candle burning and this wood too
You went to sleep, baby how could you
Round trip eye to eye with the sky's blues
Fifty thousand in the air, breaking gravity's rules (ooh)
Same shit, different day, success taste like dog food
AirDrop just in case lil' baby want drop jewels
Tiramisu, washed with some liquor, it was all noodles

Sometimes pops wasn't 'round
Big sister smaller than me
Got it on my own
So I don't do no hand-me-down
Can't stay for the show, so bitch come get your cameo over
Sometimes pops wasn't 'round
Big sister smaller than me
Got it on my own
So I don't do no hand-me-down
Can't stay for the show, so bitch come get your cameo over

Don't mind me if I refill, I can't ride on E
Level headed not for me
My finish line and my race, one day they gon' meet
'Til then it's palms and teeth
Half this shit not for me, huh
Let you play me like the Wii (woah)
And we ain't never gon' be the same
Yeah, I need the hook to come and save me

Sometimes pops wasn't 'round
Big sister smaller than me
Got it on my own
So I don't do no hand-me-down
Can't stay for the show, so bitch come get your cameo over



Credits
Writer(s): Kolby Peel
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