Cam the Chef - Goodfellas lyrics

[Intro] As we proceed To give you what you need [Verse 1: Cam, the Chef] Now I fully understand how the streets can turn you mad Putting the pain of my city up on my back Like shoulder pads Feeling like D12, but the block is still hotter than an oven Them boys still carrying tools But they don't work in construction Constrict my opportunities to careers based on ingenuity Suicidal tendencies Let's see who I grow to be Still surrounded by evil Little n***a but my dreams resemble Max Keeble n***a that's big moves We are the Kids of the Leaf, f** if you approve I got your main b**h wet Because it's monsoon season Jesus is deep in my demons I still see him in the evening I told Shelly to hit my celly because my squad is way too compelling My use of mescaline is evidence That I've been searching for some sh** that's heaven sent I haven't been myself for 'bout a minute So that's why my pants sag and my tabs are too acidic That peyote got me trippin' Leave them f** boys gone fishing Squad up [Hook: Ellie Goulding] Bite chunks out of me You're a shark and I'm swimming My heart still thumps as I bleed And all your friends come sniffing Triangles are my favorite shape Three points where two lines meet Toe-to-toe, back-to-back, let's go, my love; it's very late ‘Til morning comes [Verse 2: King] I play the game right New hustle Bentley Frame Skype my new girl from the Eiffel Tower KOTL we're in our finest hour I just need 24 Like I'm Jack Bauer To re up, enough with these B Rabbit's The kid will never freeze up Unless the piece Jesus The hour gla** frame on my dame I grab her hips and make her moan out my name We're blowin' loud like the Taliban Rags tied around my head throwing up my f**ing gang Never forget, clever lever droppers Hit a lick and ash a spliff Black masks, casket closed, cla** dismissed School of hard knocks, my block Molded a man No consulting with accountants, that's all me I said i'm holding the bands Watched partners die like tony in the bathroom So we keep 40's in the stash room Know a bunch of guerrillas with banana clips for you baboons 2k14, it's a good year for the squad Cam on the beat like Chris Paul with the lob I'm Blake over Perkins But don't get it confused I move with the thunder like Raiden And they kneel at the boy like the Lord Their savior Shouts to Ronny D, That's my big brother It's family over everything, no Goodfellas So opps get wet up, no umbrellas And we gon ride with the squad 'til the summertime Coachella It's King KOTL No Goodfella And I'm gon ride 'til the summer Coachella