CAM.MP3 - come through Lyrics

(n-n-nephew)
Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm moving through the city waiting for you, come through
Yeah I write this shit I drew it
Yeah I paint this shit I drew it
And make this music, do it
And I might as well pursue it
But damn that bitch ain't respond
This shit deluxe now maybe he'll becalmed
And maybe he'll respond
Yeah I'ma pray he does
But until then I'ma kill this beat
And I'ma raise glass cause I feel complete
Yeah bitch I'm Jason you the victim
Get that through yo system
Yeah you need some f*cking wisdom
This a f*cking massacre
I'm in this bitch I'm like "fasten her"
But this time we staying in the verse
Yeah, I'm just tryna write a diss
But it's kind of hard having bitches on yo back
Watching every move
I just wanna settle this
It's me and you come on hoe make a diss
Yeah, yeah write a diss
Yeah, this don't gotta be a diss though
I'm just tryna make some music
Twenty dollars ain't too much
But I'ma a grab the clutch
Put it in reverse
And I'ma stay untouched
Yeah you want a verse
Yeah you gotta work
You a f*cking bum
Talking all that shit sitting in the basement slums
Yeah you better play some f*cking drums
Yeah this music making tons
Yeah, yeah yo music f*cking buns
And I really put it in my lungs
And I rolled you in my blunts
Yeah, keep on making all that rage music
I'ma move away from it
This shit is a f*cking head liner
I'ma f*cking shiner
You a f*cking winer
And a cosigner
And a cowriter
And a f*cking liar
And a whole buyer
How you trappin and buying at the same time
Yeah I know you making dimes
And I'm really in my prime
And I really make it rhyme
You a joke motherf*cker mime
Yeah bitch make it chime
Make it chime like percussion
Yeah bitch join the band
You finna f*cking need it
Yeah bitch understand
Yeah bitch take commands
And I know you know nothing bout demands
Yeah bitch you make me laugh
Put it in a graph
Yeah you put it in her ass
How many bitches you f*ck
How many times you cheated
And you still running back
I guess you love the chase
But there's a time and place
Yeah bitch know your place
Yeah bitch know your place
Yeah bitch come through
Yeah bitch who knew
Take a different view
Yeah I know you wanna grow
But damn
Knockoff Nettspend won't show
And I know you reminisce
Yeah bitch dismiss