Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Writing on the Wall, artist - K Camp. Date of issue: 30.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Writing on the Wall |
| Look |
| Used to feel like an outcast, 'til I met André three stacks |
| I put the North on my back |
| Mom got a wall full of plaques, I know she smiling at that |
| I know you smiling down too, RIP Jeff 'til I’m through |
| RIP all of my niggas, I’m tryna balance my life |
| Running through all of these bitches, which one gon' end up my wife? |
| Which one gon' pull out that knife, when she see my call log? |
| But I deny 'til I die, you know I’m a dog, oh |
| Bitch, I’m like fuck all y’all |
| As long as my family straight |
| Zante acting up but I just pray that nigga concentrate (Zante) |
| Pray that nigga find his way (Yeah), I know what you goin' through (I know) |
| I feel what you feel but ayy just know you gotta stay strong, fool (Gotta stay |
| strong) |
| I won’t let 'em harm you (Yeah), I been through that storm too (Ah) |
| Trapped inside that darkness, once I prayed that light just shined through |
| Keep the past behind you, worry about the now |
| Had to let you know 'cause mom dukes worried about you now |
| Me and my dad, we still ain’t talking and that shit just blow my mind (Mind) |
| I guess the price of fame will change your family, every time |
| I’m like, man who can I trust 'cause shit done changed up when I signed |
| (Changed) |
| Or maybe it’s just me, I left that bullshit behind |
| I been focused on that money, I been focused on that paper |
| New crib in L. A and that bitch came with elevators (Yeah) |
| Don’t know why I’m stressing, I know I’m in God’s favor (Preach) |
| But always keep that strap and watch out for them perpetrators |
| Told y’all I came to ball, yay |
| Waiting for my call, yay |
| When you come from nothing it’s a must you want it all, yay |
| They want me to fall, yay |
| But I’m standing tall, yay |
| Ex’s keep on calling, I ignore them bitches all day |
| Ignore them bitches all day (Whoo), ain’t got time to backtrack (Back) |
| I came from a place where students keep that in they backpack (Yup) |
| Watch out for them rat traps, watch out for them dirty hoes |
| Fuckin' for a come up, even sneaking through your dirty clothes |
| I know I’m the chosen one (Yeah), I know that I’m God’s gift |
| I know when I walk inside in a building, y’all gon' catch my drift |
| I done lost relationships with niggas I thought was real |
| Money bring you problems, now I really know how Biggie feel (Whoo) |
| Oops, my bad, how Biggie felt |
| Ah man, I can’t help myself |
| I just walked in Fifth’s and grabbed a bag, and a Gucci belt |
| Nigga I deserve this shit, man I had to curve that bitch |
| Ain’t talking 'bout shit, you just getting on my nerves and shit |
| Speak it in existence, I been on that for a while |
| I pray I get along with the mother of my child (Pray) |
| Whenever that they come, I promise we’ll be straight (What?) |
| Mansions off this intro, you know Young K way too great |
| Look, I ain’t need no cosign, I built my own shit |
| Made my own name and I brought my own clique |
| Lil' niggas too lame and they jump from dick to dick (Lame) |
| Need a hundred mil' and your blessings, and that’s it |
| Now for real. |
| These niggas don’t wanna see me shine, man. |
| These niggas don’t |
| wanna see me grow. |
| They don’t wanna see Camp become a better person, man. |
| They wanna tear me down. |
| This shit different. |
| We ain’t the same. |
| Know what I’m sayin'? |
| I want you to understand that. |
| You can’t stop God plans |
| where to go |