Cameron London - September 9th

Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
You gotta take time
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
You gotta take time
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
You gotta take time
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
To appreciate the rhymes
On September 9th, 1995
I came into the world bushy tailed, bright eyed
Hand on my face contemplating what to do
Few minutes old I already thunk it through
Fast forward to the days of the playground
I had a vision of the days I could wear the crown
But for what didn’t know, that’s the premonition
The definition of a faith based intervention
The open mic it started right
My friends signed me up
As a joke, was stepping up they really thought I’d choke
Aint no choking I’m devoted honestly I’m goated
Annotated my discography to show em that I wrote it
Graduated dropped my album on the same day
Was slanging tapes, I knew people wasn’t gone pay
Knew I was cold but they told me that I wasn’t J
Called 97.3 when my song played
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
You gotta take time
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
You gotta take time
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
You gotta take time
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
To appreciate the rhymes
I was clocking in at target selling phones in the back
Let my hair grow back
Since my T-shirt black
Then we, grew
It was Mindy and the crew
Had a crush on Abby and I didn’t think it through
Man I’m grown why I’m sweating what I did as a boy
I made choices in my life some I didn’t enjoy
Food lion, so many days surrounded by the lying
Almost had me caught up in some bull they was trying
Then I lost my life
The light faded so I knew I had to get things right
I got calls like, Cam man you saved my life
Never quit, they gone listen when the time is right
Flash back to the church unsupportive
Teenage me had his vision distorted
Right then I took a vow not to mold to the game
So now I live the life that God ordained
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
You gotta take time
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
You gotta take time
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
You gotta take time
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
To appreciate the rhymes
They tried to Pac me
Somebody said they shocked nobody shot me
Had some really close encounters but I know that God got me
I’m not deaf I hear comparisons to legends
No disrespect but I’m not stepping how they stepping
I’m a legend in my own right
Nobody moving how I’m moving in my city
Celebrating zero nine zero nine 1945 plus fifty
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
You gotta take time
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
You gotta take time
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
You gotta take time
Slow up
Slow up
Slow up
To appreciate the rhymes

Written by:
Cameron London

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find