| I’m in the studi' drinking Pellegrino
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| I go to Boston, shaking hands like I was Mayor
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| Feel like I’m lost, but shit the vision I’ma always see though
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| 'Cause I just keep it so consistent when I’m off the vino
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| Ay, wine dinners with bad bitches
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| I’m focused on the ghost so after that I’ll be back, spittin'
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| Illustrious, my pen and paper touch, and the rap’s written
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| I make another check and spend it all on some bad decisions, but fuck it though
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| I live this crazy life, I’m thankful to share it
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| Feel like this weight upon my shoulders, I be caring for the carrier
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| Caring too much 'bout the past, the present 'gon miss you
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| Man, I been duckin' all these calls, I got a telephone issue
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| Too many people on my line these days, feel like it never ends
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| It’s never «What can I do for you?», it’s some «Let me get some ends»
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| If I ain’t seen you in a while, don’t go sayin' that we friends
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| 'Cause women change, men change, and I don’t got the change to spend, yo
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| Man, I ain’t sleepin' much, survivin' off this coffee
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| Got a good girl to my right, all these dumb bitches get off me
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| I ain’t partying too much, 'cause man that shit really exhaust me
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| Tryin' to figure out the balance, I just hope that God got me
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| Tryin' to get better at prayin', 'cause these blessings keep on comin'
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| If they stop, will I survive, or will I be searchin' for somethin'?
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| Feel like life’s a give and take, so what I make, I give to it
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| I ain’t hiding all these problems dawg, you gotta life through it
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| I’ma take initiative, 'cause I ain’t lettin' him do it
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| Tryin' to chill of alcohol but I’ve been hittin' spliffs too
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| She let her hair down in the whip, she wanna let the wind through it
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| These predicaments I’m in, I know the plays, I been through it
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| Like I’m, Coach Belichick, I’m gettin' hella checks
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| Never stressed, those that sell excess
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| Won’t accelerate the presence yet
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| Rappers hella flex, with two chains made out of rhinestones
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| I keep a million dollars in the nose within my iPhone
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| Thinkin' 'bout investments, couple things I wanna buy soon
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| Feel like this simple rappin' shit is gonna die soon
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| I sit alone at night, bumpin' Mac, I’m gettin' high to him
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| I worry 'bout my other friend, I’m thinkin' who supplied it to him
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| Makin' all this money, tryin' to find a place to hide it too
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| Not a violent dude, but I cannot accept an IOU
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| Give me my money, yeah, pay me in cash
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| Be on the second date, and after that she gave me some ass
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| I know the Life of Cam Meekins taste gon' make me a splash
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| But fuck the fame, I want the guap, then I’ll be out in a dash
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| Yeah, yo, man I’ll be out in a dash
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| Fuck the fame, I want the guap, then I’ll be out in a dash |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Vino Freestyle , by - Cam Meekins. Song from the album The Life of Cam Meekins, Pt. 6, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп