Cam Meekins - Anemic lyrics

[Verse 1: Cam Meekins] She was anemic, I told her I was hemochromatosis She don't believe it And now she acting like she don't know me But let me take it to the back room, let me take it to the tippy top Let me live my dreams then stop Let me get high when you lick my lips Let me get by when you talk that sh** Let me go f** myself, right? That's what you mean when you stopped responding? Waited all night but I still got nothing. f** it, I'm like f** you women [Pre-Hook] Woah, w-w-w-why you gotta do that? Why you gotta play me everyday and put me through that? Why you gotta tell me that you love me then leave W-w-why you gotta gimme gimme gimme your disease And I tellem like [Hook] *f** you I'm out* x4 *Time to go and wild out* *f** you I'm out* x4 *Time to go and wild out* *f** you I'm out* x4 *Time to go and wild out* [Verse 2: Chris King] Gone in a blink of an eye And my eyes leak in amazement As I ride try to clock [?] get high and I drop feeling unappreciated Cuz if I gotta ride switch sides I pray I die and I hit the pavement Cuz I ride for you, do I die for you? Baby girl and you know ain't sh** to play with Well if I watch you, beg to me “Can't you just stay a bit?” But if I left would you get struck when you know this sh** is dangerous All I wanna do, all I'm gunna do is hold you close cuz time is wastin' And I know it gets hard sometimes, I can't lie I still need my baby Put it all in a pot and I f** [?] my pain I burn a couple of pounds I cover your phone with messages feelin' so low write in my clouds [?] You got me chasin' you, but please don't give me the run-around I know what I said, I don't mean it but I don't dumb it down I'll take a night on the town [Hook] [Verse 3: Cam Meekins] Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah So many bad b**hes up in my room Looking up at the moon I'm on that top down questioning myslef like, what the f** am I doing? Cos' I was 15, just a normal kid Making beats by myself to escape the depression Put it on YouTube then I start flexin' Now everybody just wanna make checks, and Wanna have s** and do d** Wanna buy cribs with new rugs Wanna be so damn famous But, do I even want this sh**? There's a reason that nobody talkin' this sh** Cos' it's boring as f**, when you vibing this sh** In the crowd, you took mad E with your friends Witcha' friends on the weekends cos' you don't see no ends They call you a hypocrite Because I made a song and they depict every line that I spit And they sh**, and they find that I write all the sh** And producing it, like, yeah right when I spit like sh** the f** up with all your emails and details Telling me that I need help And who the f** gave you the right To sit here and tell me a song I should write? So I could all these angers bottled up But on the other side I'm just a normal kid To a couple people I care about And they're all shocked when they see what I did in a video And I ask some girl to date, but When we hang out I'm stressed I get texts from a intern, from a record label Telling me that I ain't got no good tracks Then when I text her the next day She don't wanna talk cos' she'd rather run away cos' That's just how the game goes So I sit and figure out how to have both A real life, and a rap life With a jackknife whammed both sides out like I don't even have nothing left so I send her a text like f** you I'm out