LuhCamoo - Sumn In My Heart

Aye
Yea it's some on my heart
Got it off my chest
Man these niggas playing checkers
And a nigga playing chess
I don't need no damn vest
But I'm rocking with this tec
Got the "S" up on my chest
Man I'm feeling super blessed
Brush my teeth when I get dressed
I ain't even feeling pressed
Roll a wood to knock off stress
Dog I need sleep
Man I need some damn rest
But I'm tryna be the best out the damn South-West
Man I'm tryna find my purpose
Like I'm living in a circus
Been through pain like I'm Curtis
Bite my nails when I get nervous
I ain't even scratch the surface with this rap shit
Nigga we could end up in a versus with this trap shit
You can keep the verse
I heard you was a rat bitch
Now you living lavish
Portraying that you savage
Enough is enough nigga
I done had it
Get the bread and add it
Serving all these addicts
Haha
LuhCam in this bitch
What she say?
Aye
Yea I'm hooked on you
Hold on wait a minute
Gotta chop it up and screw
Me and you, yea we long overdue
Girl I thought you knew
Got me stuck like glue
On the bottom of my shoe
I ain't talking gum drops
But if a nigga wanna play
Then Ima make this gun pop
Use to break up in the window
Wasn't fucking with the locks
Alief niggas ain't gone listen
Unless a nigga get hot
But I'm still trying to put the S.W.A.T on
They ain't caught on
Nigga caught a big head
But nigga you is not on
Man It feel like I'm rapping in my damn hot zone
Collecting bills from these niggas like I was the house phone
Nigga I been Rolling Stones
Trying to get my packs gone
Trying to get these stacks on
All by my Vlone
I only see thongs
She trying to follow me home
But it's turning me on
I say fuck it throw the beat on

Written by:
Cameron Williams

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find

LuhCamoo

View Profile
Subconscious Subconscious