Текст пісні Can't Sing the Hook - Cam Meekins

Can't Sing the Hook

They see the lengths I’ve gone, they wanna copy that\nYes Sir\nThese\none of the best to do it right from the east coast\nOn tour fillin' hotel rooms up with the weed smoke\nA lotta corny rappers (Yuh) emulate my path (Yeah)\nThey see the lengths I’ve gone, they wanna copy that (Wanna copy that)\nCall this coffee rap, I’m off three right now (True)\nPlus I been smokin' weed, makin' my parents proud (Damn)\nI try to simplify\nThese complications in my life, that’s when I almost died\nAnd you don’t know about that feeling that I have inside\nOr maybe you do, and if you do, I’m sendin' all the vibes\nMovin' on to new obsessions, I was in the session\nAin’t talkin' studio, but we would\nin the joint and then we’d talk about the lessons\nThat we learned in class, knowin' I would never pass\nKnowin' if the homies ain’t text back then they probly passed\nOut yeah, now I be cashed out, yeah\nFor the month, and that ain’t even me tryna stunt\nI’m just sayin what I want, I’m just doin' what I want\nI’m tryna grow up and live, show up and live\nI said show up, live\nI been stuck\nOn this road\nI been on\nFor like way too long\nTryna fig'\n'Ure out all\nOf my problems, it’s more than one\nAnd I can’t set the hook for this muh\nTha fuckin' song\nSo if you\nFeel the way\nThat I do then sing along\nYo, lot of rappers came and went\nBut what stayed the same\nWas Cam Meekins was still runnin' laps around the whole game\nI used to hang out by the track when I was fourteen\nTryna talk to girls, then I grew up and my goals changed\nNow I want the Gold Range, all these people doin' cocaine\nBecause they soul’s deranged, you can feel this beat in your shoulder blades\nThat’s how motivation to live be\nI’m just tryna level up, smoke a joint out on the beach\nWhen I was growin' up, we would hacky sack our fees\nNow I’m gettin' twenty racks to lay my raps up on a feat\nBut I ain’t worried 'bout the stacks because how happy can you be?\nIf you sittin' in that big ass house without no family\nIt don’t matter what you got if you lose your sanity\nAnd you wearin' all those clothes 'cause you got that vanity\nThis is just a conversation between me and myself\nTryna level up, and get it together, focus on my health\nI been stuck\nOn this road\nI been on\nFor like way too long\nTryna fig'\n'Ure out all\nOf my problems, it’s more than one\nAnd I can’t set the hook for this muh\nTha fuckin' song\nSo if you\nFeel the way\nThat I do then sing along