Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Room 1102, artist - K Camp.
Date of issue: 15.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Room 1102 |
6: 02 Cali time, 9: 02 Atlanta time |
I ain’t getting no sleep |
Operation shut the block down cause they snoozing |
Am I the only nigga that don’t like the taste of loser |
Mind on the money, 285 cruisinG |
Please don’t act surprised, you know exactly what I’m doing |
Had another here, take it to the head |
Sick of playing games, I’m just tryna paint the city red |
I forgot her name but I left in my bed |
But she don’t want me, she just wan’t me for the bread |
I make it easy, I make these bitches wear my logo |
She came to party and make it easy with that coco |
Baby I |
I will not go-go, too much be riding on that dough, dough |
So many hating, I got the city ridin' with me |
I don’t know what they want, I just feel like they don’t get me |
I don’t know what I did, to have the tables turned against me |
I’m just easing the pain, I bought some Louis and some Finny |
I been insane in the brain, and I just spit it like a AK |
I stayed in my lane, until it turn into a payday |
Life in a vein, shout out to Hollywood baby |
You niggas lame, and everything you do is cliche |
I speak for the real, I had to start a class early |
I got your girl going up, and coming down like a burpee |
Ahead of my time, and I ain’t showing niggas mercy |
Ahead of my time, I been up eating up thirsty |
Can’t understand why my hearts so cold |
Shawty got a love, that’s as pure as it go |
Shawty got a love that’ll reach your soul |
Too busy tricking off with the hoes in the road |
When they don’t mean nothing but a fuck or two |
I’m just tryna tell you that I fuck with you |
When I’m gone wondering who is fucking you |
There for the moment like a substitute |
I don’t know) You don’t know how much I’ve done |
To what? |
To get where I’m at |
Straight up) And you don’t know how much I’ve done |
To what? |
To stay where I’m at |
According to the sunrise, the bitch hang around could be the fun guys |
And when I say fun, yeah she entertaining |
She gonna get the best head, let me explain me |
She gonna take it out the blood, I’m feeling I’m heroic |
Every time she spit, I call her a poet |
Shawty want shots, I told her to pour it |
A nigga keep calling, I tell her ignore it, ay |
Back then they call me count 9 ways |
Vet on the team and I’m still making plays |
Bitches know I’m clean like some brand new J’s |
A hundred dollar shirt and some gold Cartier |
Four hundred plate comes to eating cause I’m paid |
Or maybe cause I made it |
Or maybe cause they hate it, tell em niggas save it |
I am that nigga, I am that nigga you know |
I’m thinking bigger, I’m thinking bigger fo sho |
I’m getting richer, I’m getting richer ohh |
I got my mama, I got my sister fo sho |
I got no hope in you dummy ass niggas |
The shade that you throw, got sticked like a sticker |
Only got 1 purpose just like a kicker |
So went on you niggas, I’m going gorilla |
I’m trilla |
It’s real that you get niggas in the game |
That teach you the guide |
That want you to succeed in the game |
I can’t vouch for most of these |
Ain’t really who I thought they was |
Shit is part of the game |
Better get in this motherfucker and learn how to play |
For real |