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Produced by Cameron Butler.
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Bootleg Intro
fed into my heart and mind and let the other shit go,
sick as syphilis and pimples grown on swole lymph nodes
life in no definite direction is quite intriguing,
so i tend to write despite knowing I'll leave the mic leaking,
niggas saying cam you changed up,
same niggas using old formulas go bankrupt,
splash on a track brash with no type of boundaries,
I'm bound to see only my fam friends and cash surrounding me,
living in the south I see niggas ain't about it b,
they'd rather talk dreams sit around and blow a pound of trees,
now they peep the alchemy within my sounds and pouncing beats,
so local rappers saddened and went to rounds of counseling
mostly solo when I'm roaming in the public,
or with my girl or friends mad distant from the fuck shit,
mess around get stuck quick with a left jab,
move with no rush when I'm heading to my next class,
can't test em, the man the best with his penmanship,
reckless when he's wrecking the records, repping the restless clique,
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Bootleg,
released December 1, 2015
Cameron Butler: Instrumental/Vocals
Mixing/Mastering: Cameron Butler
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