Camel Crush

Lyrics

[Intro] What up my G? You know I woke up graciously this morning, you know what I'm saying, anxious. Like about 4 o'clock in the morning and shit, sparked the L. You know started thinking and reminiscing and shit. Started looking at shit, you know what I'm saying. It's kind of funny how these niggas wanna sugar coat violence, nigga. You can't sugar coat violence, nigga. How the fuck you gonna sugar coat murder and mayhem, nigga? [Verse: Meyhem Lauren] Play the block when it's dumb cold You never seen me rocking slum gold Fuck around, I'll make your son fold My story's untold nigga, I'm a G though My wisdom effective, my vision I'm a see dough Glide like a figure skater when I get the data I'm busy getting paper, catch you niggas later We ain't grow the same so we grew apart My niggas getting money so my crew is smart Uh, street scholars seek dollars Custom made shirts, I pop unique collars It's still Queens for the victory Complexion hickory, flexing making history Moving unpredictably, I live under the radar Maneuver invisibly when hopping out the grey car Unless I'm tryna bag a mami And swerve in the punani when it's creamy like Chobani Fly before rap so rap could never gas me Smooth when I hop out that whip I speak raspy Fast be the way that I live, uh Cash [?] your wig That's how it go down so I don't really trust these streets It's fucked up because I lust these streets Up for weeks trying to get it That's how them Queens niggas get it Super Avengers, Mets symbols on their fitted I need an intern to bag 100 thousand fifties My future's looking prosperous, it could arouse the gypsies Bat cave president, never hesitant Floating moving potent while you stepping on the sediment