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Can't Sing The Hook

Can't Sing The Hook

A lotta corny rappers (Yuh) emulate my path (Yeah)
They see the lengths I've gone, they wanna copy that
Yes Sir
These [?] one of the best to do it right from the east coast
On tour filling hotel rooms up with the weed smoke

A lotta corny rappers (Yuh) emulate my path (Yeah)
They see the lengths I've gone, they wanna copy that (Wanna copy that)
Call this coffee rap, I'm off three right now (True)
Plus I been smoking weed, making my parents proud (Damn)
I try to simplify
These complications in my life, that's when I almost died
And you don't know about that feeling that I have inside
Or maybe you do, and if you do, I'm sending all the vibes
Moving on to new obsessions, I was in the session
Ain't talking studio, but we would [?] in the joint and then we'd talk about the lessons
That we learned in class, knowing I would never pass
Knowing if the homies ain't text back then they probly passed
Out yeah, now I be cashed out, yeah
For the month, and that ain't even me tryna stunt
I'm just sayin what I want, I'm just doing what I want
I'm tryna grow up and live, show up and live
I said show up, live

I been stuck
On this road
I been on
For like way too long
Tryna fig'
'Ure out all
Of my problems, it's more than one
And I can't set the hook for this muh
Tha fucking song
So if you
Feel the way
That I do then sing along

Yo, lot of rappers came and went
But what stayed the same
Was Cam Meekins was still running laps around the whole game
I used to hang out by the track when I was fourteen
Tryna talk to girls, then I grew up and my goals changed
Now I want the Gold Range, all these people doing cocaine
Because they soul's deranged, you can feel this beat in your shoulder blades
That's how motivation to live be
I'm just tryna level up, smoke a joint out on the beach
When I was growing up, we would hacky sack our fees
Now I'm getting twenty racks to lay my raps up on a feat
But I ain't worried 'bout the stacks because how happy can you be?
If you sitting in that big ass house without no family
It don't matter what you got if you lose your sanity
And you wearing all those clothes 'cause you got that vanity
This is just a conversation between me and myself
Tryna level up, and get it together, focus on my health

I been stuck
On this road
I been on
For like way too long
Tryna fig'
'Ure out all
Of my problems, it's more than one
And I can't set the hook for this muh
Tha fucking song
So if you
Feel the way
That I do then sing along

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