Mr Smith - Paint It Black

Hold up where the fuck is cam
I swear that he been mia
Never see him in the cut
But I think he just left LA

Questions always make me laugh
I swear that they can't fuck with me
Do the most but deep inside
It's all just insecurity

Does he rap or does he sing
Or is he this or is he that
Can I show my mom his music
Does he ever get the bag

Will he switch we never know
His attitude will fuck himself
Keeps an image on his page
So we all think he's doing well

Paid my dues in many ways
Society cant conquer me
Grew up where the streets have bled
From robbery and poverty

Running to the bag again
Don't chase me with dishonesty
Paint it black no rolling home
Until my Grammy nominee

Hold up where the fuck is cam
I swear that he been mia
Never see him in the cut
But I think he just left LA

Questions always make me laugh
I swear that they can't fuck with me
Do the most but deep inside
It's all just insecurity

Don't let me drop my new EP
With street and Korey Bellamy
I mixed it like a 20s tape
And shot it with amphetamine

Dropping hits another time
Like Brittany spears back in 08
Had a drought but I'm ok
My rivers full no Timberlake

Running to the bag again
Don't chase me with dishonesty
Paint it black no rolling home
Until my Grammy nominee

Running to the bag again
Don't chase me with dishonesty
Paint it black no rolling home
Until my Grammy nominee

Hold up where the fuck is cam
I swear that he been mia
Never see him in the cut
But I think he just left LA

Questions always make me laugh
I swear that they cant fuck with me
Do the most but deep inside
It's all just insecurity

Written by:
Cameron Smith

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