Cam Meekins - Daughters lyrics

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Cam Meekins - Daughters lyrics

[Verse 1] Uh, neva gave a f** of what they thought about me Only thing that's on my mind, how to make yo daughter bout me Previously rolled the weed that's all around me Every city that I go, b**hes bongs and thongs around me Making cake, tryna make my parents proud Opened up the studio, smell like the apparel loud They tryna sound co*ky, I ain't arrogant Just tryna make a million while I'm pulling on her hair again Cruisin' down the freeway smokin' bowls Hands on her a**, b**hes love me cuz my vocal chords Hoping for a chance to get the top spot Got a way, I'm the most promising, ain't even got an album date Dawg, what ya talkin' bout? Cam ain't gon' back down 21 and faded b**hes put me as their background Wherever you're not, that's the only place I'm at now Jealous, while you're talkin' on computers, all they maxed out b**hes on the DM and they're very fine Truth is, you know I'm f**in' if she verified Bout to go wild at a bunch of shows, very fried Livin' in a dream, your nightmare's terrified [Hook] Terrified, terrified, your nightmare's and you're terrified Terrified, terrified, your nightmare's you're terrified I got a dream and I had to make it happen for the whole squad I been faded so long Errbody talkin' bout how they gon' be the next up All of y'all are is so wrong This is for the girls comin' to my shows You know I'm gonna get 'em all Now people blowin' up my phone, you know that I'mma neva call [Verse 2] This next verse I'm laughin' at you f**in' haters I'm gettin' head, you should prolly worry bout yo paper I mean my life's been a grind, kinda like a skater Flavor on the paper, you're a waiter, I'm a motivator Got more b**hes sendin' texts than a group chat Need me on a feature, I can get you that for two stacks f**in' 'round with Cam, you don't really wanna do that And I made the beat, y'all still be on that boom bap Gettin' paid, gettin' fade, gettin' laid I'm the man, I'm still the same, I neva change Bein' me, they askin' what the f**'s up And people always talk I tell them shut the f** up Got a girl in B Town, homie down when I'm chillin' Drop an EP every month, that's just how I was feelin' I'm about to blow up like you got out of the buildin' And if they talkin' bout the realest, realize I am the realest Uh! [Hook]