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cam meekins – gone lyrics

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[hook:]
i just wish i just wish for the days when i was younger
cuz i don’t even know what we did last summmer
and everybody was lookin’ at me and there was nothing
wrong

[verse 1:]
ya boy back on his game, just when you thought he
turned his back on the game
put out the illest f-ckin’ cd that i ever even made
i still got ghosts and demons that ima fight with
still ain’t close to clean, look how i write sh-t
pen game messy, call me don’t ever text me
beat swings so much, young dizzy go lispey
write with the best of them
hated by all the rest of them
but back in high school they wouldn’t even have s-x
with him
don’t you know i’m like the next big thing
i’m contemplating whether i was even made for this
dream
but young cam givin’ up, thats never gon’ be the rhyme
but young cam blowin’ up, its about d-mn time
uh
i’m sittin’ thinkin’ about the choices i’m makin’
cuz everybody got swag, i got high expectations
low self esstem and a couple matching shirts
i walk the city streets, but with my beats kickin’ dirt
and i
try to keep it positive cuz in mind the only place that
i can change the way i’m living
get inside, uh

[hook:]
i just wish i just wish for the days when i was younger
cuz i don’t even know what we did last summmer
and everybody was lookin’ at me and there was nothing
wrong

[verse 2:]
why every rapper in the game gotta talk about their de
niro’s
just cuz you get paid don’t make you a f-ckin’ hero
doc told us we was too skinny look in the mirror’o
i talk about that real sh-t, i’m munchin’ on my cereal
i’m back and forth, all the time with my ryhmes
young schizophrenic, with my rap sh-t forget it
i got a couple b-tches i don’t get to text and
i’m stuck up in the friend zone, just blame it on a
dead zone
don’t get it twisted like illiterate rappers
make that sh-t you b-mp to while you sittin’ in traffic
modern man in the flesh, steady bottlin’ up my stress
let it all out on the page, the b-ss h-ts your chest,
uh
until you fall off of a cliff or kill yourself
cuz of the bullsh-t, i hope you can remember i’m on
some bullsh-t
before you rap, let me stutter on the track
before you tell that girl you love her
grab a rubber its the summer, uh

[hook x2:]
i just wish i just wish for the days when i was younger
cuz i don’t even know what we did last summmer
and everybody was lookin’ at me and there was nothing
wrong



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